[wanda makes no further comment on the matter, taking him up on his offer to sit. this place makes her feel like it might be a principal's office in one of the many american shows she would watch to pass time — but she herself feels no sense of oppressiveness as she allows herself to be comfortable, leaning back on the chair and pulling at the sleeves over her wrists.

and well, since he's offering...]

Do you have tea?

[it's the eastern european roots; nothing beats a hot cup of tea with some chocolate-layered cookies on the side. wanda will not be demanding though, her attention turning instead to what he's said.]

I don't think you've mentioned what it is you're an engineer for. [she thinks of tony stark and how he spent hours in the library working with rudimentary tools to create technology.] Your world is probably a lot more modern than this place, isn't it?