"So did I," he says, warm and without judgment. Wanda may not want to bring attention to the years between them, but it'd be hard for him not to notice that her hair isn't at all the color it was the last time he saw her. That's alright, if she doesn't want to dwell on it he's not going to make her—Stephen already explained that the multiverse works in strange ways, particularly where time is concerned. All that matters is she's Wanda, and she's here.

"I wanted to find you first," before she could find out from someone else, or see him across the Gallows, and think he was avoiding her, "but I guess this place is too small for that."

He holds his arms out, inviting, but lets it be Wanda's choice to move in for a hug if she wants.