( wanda is going to miss hilda's faux hurt words and expressions. by now, she knows the other woman enough to know she shouldn't worry about it, that there is no real harm in what wanda may have said to cause 'offense'.

she smiles. )

I take it back. It does sound great.

( when they do pause, wanda turns to hilda, smile still on her face. she brings her hand up to push back a scattering of pink bangs out of the way from her friend's eyes. her fingers linger there, featherlight against her cheek as wanda cups it in her palm. )

That's just the thing, Hilda. You created this place, in the Horizon, but now this place is part of the real world that we're both in. It may not be the Goneril you remember, but it is home, now.