He reminds her of so many people. Steve, Natasha, Sam. He reminds her of her older neighbours in Sokovia, always wishing to check up on her and Pietro when the lights went out, or they came home later than usual when running errands. It prompts a little ache, although not an uncomfortable one. It's nice to bother someone so effortlessly and innocently and to be cared about, even by a stranger. How long has it been? An illusory orchard with sheep bleating in the background comes to mind.
But she has no interest in immediately unfolding her legs and sitting at a table. Where would the fun in that be?
"Have you tried sitting on the floor?" Wanda looks around with a smile. "In this aisle? It's quite an experience. The shelf is sturdy and comfortable; perfect for resting gently against."
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He reminds her of so many people. Steve, Natasha, Sam. He reminds her of her older neighbours in Sokovia, always wishing to check up on her and Pietro when the lights went out, or they came home later than usual when running errands. It prompts a little ache, although not an uncomfortable one. It's nice to bother someone so effortlessly and innocently and to be cared about, even by a stranger. How long has it been? An illusory orchard with sheep bleating in the background comes to mind.
But she has no interest in immediately unfolding her legs and sitting at a table. Where would the fun in that be?
"Have you tried sitting on the floor?" Wanda looks around with a smile. "In this aisle? It's quite an experience. The shelf is sturdy and comfortable; perfect for resting gently against."