[ It's not like Wanda needed to come over and use her magic to get rid of the tacky ooze that he'd gotten onto himself, and yet she does. She'd noticed, and she does what she can to help. It might seem like nothing, but Steve still appreciates it, looking from his now clean hand to Wanda's face with gratitude shining in his eyes.

But he's still distracted by this talk of sacrificing someone's limb. Apparently it's a limb that could grow back, which really just begs further questions, but he's going to assume the people involved all knew this at the time. ]

... So you're saying that the people native to Solvunn might be sacrificing each other to these gods? [ It's a grisly concept, but not outside the realm of reason. Human sacrifice is something that existed in Earth's history, too. ] And tossing an arm in was, what, a test?

[ A way to check just what exactly might happen. If other people were already being sacrificed before that point, then a single arm probably isn't to blame for whatever's going on now.

Steve isn't really giving her a chance to respond, his brain moving too quickly with all of this worrisome information. ]

You said it achieved what you wanted. What was that?