[as he straightens, wanda hunches over herself a bit, taking a step back, her hands pull together, fingers threading together in her usual display of nervous 'not-sure-what-to-do' reaction.]
I wasn't. Iβ
[is that how he sees it? 'wise words to impart onto him'? she bites down on her cheeks, lips a tight line.
the televisions switch channel.]
You're fine. You're fine. You're all going to be fine.
[it's as if it's trying to fill into their conversation, the memories that play out of wanda in westview, surrounded by its inhabitants, confronting her. wanda on the screen arguing a case she doesn't even sound certain about.]
I've kept you β safe, in here. You β you feel, you feel at peace.
We feel your pain. Your grief is poisoning us.
No. Stop.
Let us go, Wanda. Please.
[until the voices conflate into a chorus of pleas for mercy; until wanda erupts from the stress, screaming in distress, her chaos magic choking those around her, effectively shutting them up.]
If you won't let us go, just let us die.
[how often does she try and ends up literally and metaphorically squeezing the life out of those she wishes to help? how many times does she impart torment and just apologizes after? doesβ does matt feel like this?
her voice echoes at the same time as herself on the screens, the same words, the same tone:]
no subject
I wasn't. Iβ
[is that how he sees it? 'wise words to impart onto him'? she bites down on her cheeks, lips a tight line.
the televisions switch channel.]
You're fine. You're fine. You're all going to be fine.
[it's as if it's trying to fill into their conversation, the memories that play out of wanda in westview, surrounded by its inhabitants, confronting her. wanda on the screen arguing a case she doesn't even sound certain about.]
I've kept you β safe, in here. You β you feel, you feel at peace.
We feel your pain. Your grief is poisoning us.
No. Stop.
Let us go, Wanda. Please.
[until the voices conflate into a chorus of pleas for mercy; until wanda erupts from the stress, screaming in distress, her chaos magic choking those around her, effectively shutting them up.]
If you won't let us go, just let us die.
[how often does she try and ends up literally and metaphorically squeezing the life out of those she wishes to help? how many times does she impart torment and just apologizes after? doesβ does matt feel like this?
her voice echoes at the same time as herself on the screens, the same words, the same tone:]
I'm sorry.
[she's always sorry.]