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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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."