[wanda glances at him properly when he starts going on about also being a fugitive, interest piqued. she had meant her own situation as something of a joke—even if it was true—because it's such an unusual thing to say, it's almost unexpected. the unexpected bit now is how he reacts, with a similar story.

except with just the local police.

it also doesn't escape her how he seems to grow rather serious after saying as much, going back to the guitar and apologizing about oversharing.]

I— don't know what any of those are. Whatever you'd like to play would be great, though.

[except, actually, her interests lie elsewhere. she actually offers her hand to him.]

Wanda Maximoff. We fugitives have to stick together, don't we?