[And suddenly everything makes sense. He doesn't seem to be hearing her because he's really arguing with some darkness in his past, but although Wanda immediately regrets her earlier harsh words, she can't back down. She is tired of always being just the barest step ahead of disaster at best.]
What choice do any of us have? [Now it's her turn to be speaking almost too softly.] You know they will go again. And unless you stop them...
[Her emotions have been raw since Peter disappeared and this has been the only thing to drag her far enough out of her melancholy to get an actual reaction, much less get her to leave the mansion. She's had one foot in bad memories all week and Wanda might honestly rather crawl over broken glass than try to talk about them.
It's a convoluted story even without the attached emotions and really, wouldn't it just sound like empty excuses? You don't get the luxury of miscalculating, or trusting the wrong person, or being blinded by past pains when you can break the rules of reality as easily as breathing.
Maybe this is when she should walk away, but she's already let these people in and it still wouldn't change anything. She still cares, and not being around to see them get hurt won't magically keep them safe.]
My brother is dead because I let him go, because we thought we knew what we were doing but we didn't. [Her voice is definitely wavering but she is not going to cry about this in front of Charles, even though he could easily take whatever context he wants from her mind right now. She might not even bother with a token resistance.] I can't watch that happen again. Not here. Not to them.
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What choice do any of us have? [Now it's her turn to be speaking almost too softly.] You know they will go again. And unless you stop them...
[Her emotions have been raw since Peter disappeared and this has been the only thing to drag her far enough out of her melancholy to get an actual reaction, much less get her to leave the mansion. She's had one foot in bad memories all week and Wanda might honestly rather crawl over broken glass than try to talk about them.
It's a convoluted story even without the attached emotions and really, wouldn't it just sound like empty excuses? You don't get the luxury of miscalculating, or trusting the wrong person, or being blinded by past pains when you can break the rules of reality as easily as breathing.
Maybe this is when she should walk away, but she's already let these people in and it still wouldn't change anything. She still cares, and not being around to see them get hurt won't magically keep them safe.]
My brother is dead because I let him go, because we thought we knew what we were doing but we didn't. [Her voice is definitely wavering but she is not going to cry about this in front of Charles, even though he could easily take whatever context he wants from her mind right now. She might not even bother with a token resistance.] I can't watch that happen again. Not here. Not to them.