She takes note of Michael's gaze, the way he exudes what she imagines would count as something terrifying to those angels he once had command over. Fortunately, Wanda suffers no such grievance from it, and Matt's as blind as a bat to notice it to begin with.

Wanda does shoot him a look—really?—and a raise of a brow.

"I think Matt's mostly familiar with those statues of angels," she says with a light shrug, not all too sure about what the Catholic faith consists in terms of angelic representations. "It might be funny to imagine those depictions busy with farming." She offers a description to Matt. "He looks like the most normal guy right now. American, even."

In any case—

"Try not to do any prayers directed at Michael—" she isn't sure if Matt ever does "—because he will hear them. Might be interesting to try if it works across factions, though, or if there's a distance limitation in Abraxas."

As most things, Wanda goes into technicalities of the magical and mystical.