[because of course steve is. wanda imagines that he's been active since the bombing of libertas, and she only feels a little guilty that she didn't check up with him. she had imagined the last thing anyone there needed was to get bombarded with messages.

she is also sure no one minded.

the smile he gives her, though, has wanda looked at him worriedly for a moment. she could easily read his mind to figure out what that all was about, but she promised him years ago she wouldn't do that without permission. despite it all, despite her not being the same wanda she claimed he knew, she still keeps to this promise.]

I have many friends over there.

[not any being 'hers', but she has an idea of who he meant. ugh. as upset as she is at matt right now, she can't help but worry. capable as he may be, it's still dangerous. she can't ask him, can she?

wanda purses her lips, focusing instead on how he seems to be wanting to pick at her head for her thoughts about what's happening.]

—just... theories, nothing factual. It might have nothing to do with it. I was talking with others before, about the possibility that the attacks were meant to be triggered for some form of sacrifice, outside of the scope of whatever intentions any faction may have. [a third party, so to speak. speaking of sacrifice.] We — sacrificed something big in Solvunn, too.

[not her finest hour, but.]

An arm.