[ she can sense the anger and...something else, something stronger. it's not enough for wanda to discern what it is exactly, but there's a definite power there, something almost physical. she hadn't been able to sense it before; first inhibited by the collar, then by the distraction of the rescue, but there's no mistaking it now. ]
No, it's fine. [ the distraction is actually welcome, in spite of the mundanity. wanda nods to the package of cookies set out on the counter. ] Mind sharing some of those?
[ who knows how well they'll go with tea, but she's starting to get hungry enough to not care. ]
[ Daisy doesn't know the full extent of Wanda's powers; there had been files available, of course, but so many of them included information pulled from Hydra testing that she just... couldn't. Better to hear it from the woman herself, if and when she was ever ready to share. Until then, she knows enough to understand why she'd been restrained in that way — and that makes her angry too. ]
Oh please, I need someone else to eat them or I'll go through the whole thing. [ After fully closing the laptop with a quiet click, she pulls the crinkly plastic tray free from the foil packaging, revealing that a good quarter of the cookies are already gone. She sets it back down on the table with a smile, an invitation to either join her or for Wanda to simply help herself. ] Have as many as you want.
[ wanda smiles and nods to her, starting to prepare the kettle and find the tea and mugs before sitting in front of the woman - daisy, she knows from when the rescue was pulled off and when basic introductions were made - and pulling a cookie free of the package. ]
Thank you. You're welcome to tea, too, if you'd like.
Tea would great, thanks. [ Her smile changes slightly, turning a bit softer at the offer. It's good to see this side of Wanda, a glimpse of who she must be in normal times. Daisy has the feeling they'd get along well in better circumstances — she hopes that will be the case now too.
Leaning forward, arms still folded on the table, she watches the other woman a moment more before carefully asking a simple question. ] Is there anything you need?
[ Not are you okay, because of course she isn't. Not what can I do to help, because the answer is probably nothing at all. But this... It's an offer of help that can be taken or left there on the table with the package of cookies. ]
[ it had always been in wanda's nature to be suspicious of people, and she's found it even harder to navigate them since her abilities had been activated. sure, she can read them, but she still seems to always end up getting fooled by people who want to manipulate her. somehow through it all she's still found herself with the desperate need to connect with someone, to be able to trust them.
that's a thing they have in common, she knows without needing to ask.
the wording is conscious, something as careful as it is sincere. wanda is still for a moment as she considers her answer. ]
Sleep. [ she looks back up at daisy, giving her a quietly wry smile before twisting the top of the cookie off. ] But I don't think that's coming any time soon.
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No, it's fine. [ the distraction is actually welcome, in spite of the mundanity. wanda nods to the package of cookies set out on the counter. ] Mind sharing some of those?
[ who knows how well they'll go with tea, but she's starting to get hungry enough to not care. ]
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Oh please, I need someone else to eat them or I'll go through the whole thing. [ After fully closing the laptop with a quiet click, she pulls the crinkly plastic tray free from the foil packaging, revealing that a good quarter of the cookies are already gone. She sets it back down on the table with a smile, an invitation to either join her or for Wanda to simply help herself. ] Have as many as you want.
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Thank you. You're welcome to tea, too, if you'd like.
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Leaning forward, arms still folded on the table, she watches the other woman a moment more before carefully asking a simple question. ] Is there anything you need?
[ Not are you okay, because of course she isn't. Not what can I do to help, because the answer is probably nothing at all. But this... It's an offer of help that can be taken or left there on the table with the package of cookies. ]
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that's a thing they have in common, she knows without needing to ask.
the wording is conscious, something as careful as it is sincere. wanda is still for a moment as she considers her answer. ]
Sleep. [ she looks back up at daisy, giving her a quietly wry smile before twisting the top of the cookie off. ] But I don't think that's coming any time soon.