( even if she wanted to pretend she hadn't seen wanda's expression of magic in the caves, robin really was born without a subtle bone in her body — her hesitance is nearly palpable in how she looks from side to side, trying to see if there's someone nearby wanda might be talking to. when all that turns up is robin, she gives a little point to herself in question before nodding once, as if steadying herself for some kind of interrogation.
she isn't expressly afraid of wanda. but powerful people are probably worthy of a certain amount of trepidation, and there's no real doubting wanda's strength after that stunt with the wards. )
Oh — you know Steve?
( but, a little like a puppy who decided one sniff in that it would be your new faithful companion, the hesitance turns to gleeful contentedness on robin's face, a smile turning up her mouth. she nods, a little vigorously, tucking her hands into back pockets that aren't there, inevitably just propping them on her hips like peter pan, or something. )
He's my best friend. I totally didn't even know he was here, but ... ( she trails off. maybe not the best to rehash a sob story with a near stranger, when her eyes are already a little puffy and red, more from happy tears than sad. ) Hey, you're Wanda, right? I just kind of. I mean, I guess I heard your name. ( a very brief, weird pause. ) Oh, I'm Robin. Just, by the way. Steve's friend. It's like — platonic though. ( another weird pause ........... ) Capital "P."
( look........wanda is a babe and she always has to be out here looking out for steve, just depending. they haven't had the "babes of abraxas" talk yet, but she knows it's coming, like a wick burning down on a bomb. )
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she isn't expressly afraid of wanda. but powerful people are probably worthy of a certain amount of trepidation, and there's no real doubting wanda's strength after that stunt with the wards. )
Oh — you know Steve?
( but, a little like a puppy who decided one sniff in that it would be your new faithful companion, the hesitance turns to gleeful contentedness on robin's face, a smile turning up her mouth. she nods, a little vigorously, tucking her hands into back pockets that aren't there, inevitably just propping them on her hips like peter pan, or something. )
He's my best friend. I totally didn't even know he was here, but ... ( she trails off. maybe not the best to rehash a sob story with a near stranger, when her eyes are already a little puffy and red, more from happy tears than sad. ) Hey, you're Wanda, right? I just kind of. I mean, I guess I heard your name. ( a very brief, weird pause. ) Oh, I'm Robin. Just, by the way. Steve's friend. It's like — platonic though. ( another weird pause ........... ) Capital "P."
( look........wanda is a babe and she always has to be out here looking out for steve, just depending. they haven't had the "babes of abraxas" talk yet, but she knows it's coming, like a wick burning down on a bomb. )