( wanda can't help but pout, despite the kiss, and her hands move to grab onto his arms. she is unwilling to let him go, and knows that he doesn't really mean anything by letting her go do what she needs to do.
so—
she tugs at him, taking a step back, and then another, until they're both walking together. )
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so—
she tugs at him, taking a step back, and then another, until they're both walking together. )
Come with me.