[never would have wanda figured that she would be a proper tester for how tennis balls should be, but this is where she’s at, now. taking it in her hands, she bounces it between them before throwing it at a wall.

it does bounce properly, now, and the ball dribbles down on the floor until it just rolls down towards the opposite end of the room. wanda’s eyes linger on it, turning a quarter of the way away from steve.]

When it comes to magic, you want to focus on things to be as realistic as possible. I know what the Quinjet looks like, since we—well—lived in it for a while, but if you asked me to replicate it, [she turns now to look at him] though it’d look right, it would never start or function properly. I can’t create something complex, especially not if I don’t understand how it works.

[—sure, she can will things to work, but ask anyone else to pilot her magic-made quinjet and the results might as well be disastrous.]

Tennis balls are simple objects. Weight, bounce, texture. Your shield is a simple object, too, all things considered. But the way you perceive it is different from how others do. You have to take that imbalance into consideration.

[he should expect his next task.]

Can you recreate it?

[not that steve will be recreating his shield in the waking world, but it will genuinely give him practice in focusing his intentions, as far as magic intermingling with thoughts is concerned.]