[ Perhaps she's playing her cards too close to her chest. Hadn't she been informed magic was a no-no here? She is magic. But if she were assigned a task as part of Forces, wouldn't she eventually reveal what she's been hiding?

It'd been easier with the Avengers. She spent most of her time in New York under house arrest while everyone else led the missions and roped her in when they needed the manpower. She was always a guest star. She was never a key player.

She weighs up the potential consequences. ]

I can move things with my mind.

[ Her heart may pound, but Wanda's voice comes out strong, unwavering. Her fear is hidden. What's another world that hates her? (Too much.) ]

I've always relied on it. Throwing punches is not my specialty, but I would hope that someone in Forces could teach me how. I've had some training.

[ But one of her trainers is dead, and the other is an old man too content with his happily ever after to return to what he used to be to her. Wanda is displaced, and she has no idea how to navigate it. Forces had been the best path forward: it sounded familiar. (The name sounded on par with The Avengers.) ]

I used to be part of a team. This is what I know best.

[ WandaVision proved she'd be amazing in research. ]