[wanda doesn't answer the question because the answer is obvious: hardly is there a chance for wanda to let herself relax. there are moments, of course, but those are few and far between. when shit hits the fanβbecause of the singularity or otherwiseβshe expects herself to be on the pulse of what's happening.
she feels responsible for so much.
glancing upward, she turns her head to claire, asks a question so quietly it might almost be like she never asked it. wanda can't help it, when she just hears thoughts so, so clearly.]
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she feels responsible for so much.
glancing upward, she turns her head to claire, asks a question so quietly it might almost be like she never asked it. wanda can't help it, when she just hears thoughts so, so clearly.]
Who is Bree?