[wanda pulls her feet up on the bed, sitting with her legs crossed underneath herself, as she watches as steve goes around adding color and warmth to the room. it definitely changes, and it's not quite so monochromatic anymore.

his question is expected.]

Just now, [she points at her eyes, closing them] you closed your eyes to picture what you wanted to do, didn't you?

[it's a question he can answer for himself. wanda opens her eyes again, looking over at him. without losing eye contact, she has the color of the walls he just painted a deep forest green into a bright orange. it happens almost instantaneously.]

Your newfound source of magic comes from the Singularity, as is the Horizon. If you grow comfortable and confident enough with how you make use of what the Horizon allows, then that will transfer to how you use magic in the real world.

[standing up, a twirl of her left hand has the walls shifting back to that deep forest green he had chosen. wanda stands in front of him, grabs hold of one of his hands with both of her own, but doesn't cover his palm.]

You know what a tennis ball is. Make one appear between our hands.

[and then—]

Five.

[it's a countdown]

Four.