[ It makes sense. Having a piano means having a certain amount of security, both financially and in terms of where you live. That hasn't existed for Wanda probably since she was a kid — even after she joined the Avengers. Steve does remember the guitar, though he'd only seen it sitting in her room. He never heard it played. It's something she wanted to keep to herself, maybe.

Or maybe she'd played it for Vision. Steve doesn't ask; this conversation is already hard enough. ]

If you're open to it, I'd like to hear you play. [ Whenever he comes to visit the next time. It's something they've already talked about — how she wants him to see her new and improved Horizon domain. He's able to talk about this even as he draws, his brow furrowing slightly in concentration as he slowly adds the details to his sketch. Once the face shape is there, he works on the eyes next.

He listens too. It wasn't just Pietro protecting Wanda; it was her protecting him, too. As would make sense for twins. But what she admits to next, he wonders if she's told anyone about this before. It causes him to pause, setting the pencil down for a moment before he looks over at her. ]

You'll make yourself nuts, going through what ifs like that. [ He shakes his head. There's a beat, and then: ] It's on me too, you know. You two had just joined us. You weren't... you didn't have the kind of training the rest of us did. He died on my watch.

[ He hasn't forgotten that. He never will. He carries that death with him, just like all the others. But he learned back during the Great War that you couldn't let that stop you either. If you stopped, all it would lead to was more loss.

He's had this conversation with Wanda before, in a different context. After Lagos. ]