[Wanda bites her lip, hesitates one last time, and lets the little blue lantern go. Find me, she thinks with all her might towards the empty space in her mind where she'd always been able to feel Pietro's presence. It's easier to let it go if she thinks of it as a beacon, not a goodbye.
She watches it drift away and suddenly the night feels too cold. She just wants to leave.]
I'd like that. [Honestly, Wanda would take any excuse to get out of here and away from everyone else's sadness. She has enough of her own.]
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She watches it drift away and suddenly the night feels too cold. She just wants to leave.]
I'd like that. [Honestly, Wanda would take any excuse to get out of here and away from everyone else's sadness. She has enough of her own.]