"Bike riding?" He blinks, the act is not foreign to him in the sense that he understands the concept. However it's something he's never done, hell it's something he's never even thought about doing. Not on his radar on the slightest.
But right there is why Wanda is good for him.
If he were still locked up tight under the Avengers beck and call there certainly wouldn't be little reflections of self like this. Did he like bike riding? Was coffee something that could be enjoyed? Would he like to see the entirety of the world and all the peoples in it? These were all questions that he didn't know he wanted answers to until he met the woman standing beside him now and every time they were together he found himself asking more and more of them and seeking the answers out together.
What they have may not be perfect but it is needed and as he ponders the deceptively simple question of 'do you want to go on a bike ride and see the city?' he squeezes Wanda's hand subconsciously before settling on his answer;
"I think I should like that. It does sound rather rousing."
"And if you don't, at least you'll know," she says.
It's important to her that Vision finds what he likes and doesn't like. Maybe he'll like bike riding. Maybe he won't. For her, it's the art of discovering it. Seeing him live normally is wonderful… and she likes the fact that she gets to see the look of awe or distaste on his face. It's special.
"It's okay if you don't like everything," she says, gently elbowing his side. "I don't want you to like everything. I don't like things."
He nods as she goes on. He's not entirely sure how he's going to enjoy biking, it's honestly not a thing that's ever crossed his mind. Not for any particular reason, but that's the thing. There's a lot about life he honestly hasn't ever considered and that's part of it's frustration and it's joy.
And one of the reasons these little trips away with Wanda were so eye opening in the first place. She put these little ideas in his head, like bicycle rides and trying Italian coffees.
He can't promise it's going to go well, but he will certainly give it a try. Though her comment of not liking everything that comes her way is an interesting thought in it's own right and as they find the little coffee shop exactly where it was told to be and they settle in to a spot inside the question burns at the forefront of his mind.
Wanda furrows her brows and tilts her head to the side in a show of thinking as she settles back into her seat. There are many things she doesn't like. War. Death. The end of things. Stories having unhappy endings. But those aren't the things she had meant when she had reminded Vision he has permission to dislike things.
She meant simple things. Easier things. The things that don't destroy homes or families.
"I'm not the biggest fan of orange juice," she says with a conspiratorial smile. "Or tomatoes. Birds used to scare me, but I've grown to appreciate them from a distance over the years," she chuckles. Those are all trivial things, things she wonders whether Vision will like at all. Has he been designed to like everything? Will he choose to like everything? It's something Wanda's curious about.
"And the dark," she says quietly with a small shake of her head and a soft smile, "I don't like the dark."
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But right there is why Wanda is good for him.
If he were still locked up tight under the Avengers beck and call there certainly wouldn't be little reflections of self like this. Did he like bike riding? Was coffee something that could be enjoyed? Would he like to see the entirety of the world and all the peoples in it? These were all questions that he didn't know he wanted answers to until he met the woman standing beside him now and every time they were together he found himself asking more and more of them and seeking the answers out together.
What they have may not be perfect but it is needed and as he ponders the deceptively simple question of 'do you want to go on a bike ride and see the city?' he squeezes Wanda's hand subconsciously before settling on his answer;
"I think I should like that. It does sound rather rousing."
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It's important to her that Vision finds what he likes and doesn't like. Maybe he'll like bike riding. Maybe he won't. For her, it's the art of discovering it. Seeing him live normally is wonderful… and she likes the fact that she gets to see the look of awe or distaste on his face. It's special.
"It's okay if you don't like everything," she says, gently elbowing his side. "I don't want you to like everything. I don't like things."
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And one of the reasons these little trips away with Wanda were so eye opening in the first place. She put these little ideas in his head, like bicycle rides and trying Italian coffees.
He can't promise it's going to go well, but he will certainly give it a try. Though her comment of not liking everything that comes her way is an interesting thought in it's own right and as they find the little coffee shop exactly where it was told to be and they settle in to a spot inside the question burns at the forefront of his mind.
"What are things you don't like."
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She meant simple things. Easier things. The things that don't destroy homes or families.
"I'm not the biggest fan of orange juice," she says with a conspiratorial smile. "Or tomatoes. Birds used to scare me, but I've grown to appreciate them from a distance over the years," she chuckles. Those are all trivial things, things she wonders whether Vision will like at all. Has he been designed to like everything? Will he choose to like everything? It's something Wanda's curious about.
"And the dark," she says quietly with a small shake of her head and a soft smile, "I don't like the dark."