[the air smells sweet, homey, a pang of nostalgia and happy memories. wanda lets it soak in through her, from peter's hug in return, and she's pulling back when he doesโshort nods of her head to show that she's listening.
she still hurts, and she doesn't think the pain in her heart could really, truly go away. but that dark tunnel, that abyss that held her hostage just mere minutes ago before coming here? it's not as dark, it's not as shrouded with impossibility and the inevitability of losing everything.
we'll figure it out is what she would consider an empty promise, any other day, but right now, with peterโcoming from him? it feels possible.
tired as she may be, wanda nods.]
Okay.
[that's all she saysโneeds to sayโas she approaches the table where the pancakes and tea wait for them. she may not eat much, or drink too much, but to bask in the company of this individual who has grown on her, like a son, it may heal some of the bruising left behind after all the mistakes she's made.]
good place for wrap up?
she still hurts, and she doesn't think the pain in her heart could really, truly go away. but that dark tunnel, that abyss that held her hostage just mere minutes ago before coming here? it's not as dark, it's not as shrouded with impossibility and the inevitability of losing everything.
we'll figure it out is what she would consider an empty promise, any other day, but right now, with peterโcoming from him? it feels possible.
tired as she may be, wanda nods.]
Okay.
[that's all she saysโneeds to sayโas she approaches the table where the pancakes and tea wait for them. she may not eat much, or drink too much, but to bask in the company of this individual who has grown on her, like a son, it may heal some of the bruising left behind after all the mistakes she's made.]