[Perhaps someday he'll enlighten her. Tell her about the Stephen who caused an incursion through overuse of the Darkhold. Or another, whose world was a cold and barren wasteland, who sought to kill him mere minutes after his visit. The belief of others that Stephen Strange was only ever a man who would cause destruction wherever he tread, in the wake of the decisions he made for others β the Illuminati certainly thought as much, clapping him in anti-magic irons as soon as they caught whiff of him.
But that discussion is for another time. Her apology feels like a shard of ice splintering right through him β and he knows exactly what it is: the useless feeling of being unable to do more than just stand here and make Wanda feel worse.
Maybe he still isnβt too far departed from the usual gamut of Stephen Stranges across the multiverse, after all.]
I know you regret it. [He never doubted that from the moment he stepped into her domain. That was never up for debate. Learning how to move forward is the crux of the issue here.] You donβt have to apologize to me.
[(Apologies feel like putting a bandaid over a bullet hole.)]
Iβll tell them what I think they need to know. Nothing more, nothing less.
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But that discussion is for another time. Her apology feels like a shard of ice splintering right through him β and he knows exactly what it is: the useless feeling of being unable to do more than just stand here and make Wanda feel worse.
Maybe he still isnβt too far departed from the usual gamut of Stephen Stranges across the multiverse, after all.]
I know you regret it. [He never doubted that from the moment he stepped into her domain. That was never up for debate. Learning how to move forward is the crux of the issue here.] You donβt have to apologize to me.
[(Apologies feel like putting a bandaid over a bullet hole.)]
Iβll tell them what I think they need to know. Nothing more, nothing less.