The sorcerer in the memories I showed you. Graying hair at the temples, red cloak.
[โhe who claimed her children were not real, the corpse of a variant burning under her magicโ wanda stands by the doorway, to the hall that leads down the stairs and into the front door of the house. she knows it's him.
while she doesn't know what he might want, other thanโtouch base, perhapsโwanda knows for a fact that stephen is too stubborn to get the feeling that her ravens will be trying to coax him to leave, instead. all the more invitation to show up.
hm.]
I'll go check.
[matt may or may not stay put, do whatever he likes. either way, wanda will go towards the front door, see what he wants, if nothing else.]
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[โhe who claimed her children were not real, the corpse of a variant burning under her magicโ wanda stands by the doorway, to the hall that leads down the stairs and into the front door of the house. she knows it's him.
while she doesn't know what he might want, other thanโtouch base, perhapsโwanda knows for a fact that stephen is too stubborn to get the feeling that her ravens will be trying to coax him to leave, instead. all the more invitation to show up.
hm.]
I'll go check.
[matt may or may not stay put, do whatever he likes. either way, wanda will go towards the front door, see what he wants, if nothing else.]