[Wanda nods and they continue farther in until they're forced to stop for the night. Wanda remains uneasy, straining her psychic senses for something, anything, to explain the odd happenings of the day. When it's her turn to sleep, she barely can, and what sleep she does manage is light and not very restful.
But nothing Wanda observes that night is anything that can't be explained by the shadows of a campfire or the wind in the trees.
All seems...relatively fine when they set out the next morning, at least until Wanda feels a distinct tap on her shoulder. Her left shoulder.
Breq is walking to her right.
Wanda whirls around, power flaring around her hands, but it dies as soon as she sees the figure who's retreated off the path.]
Pietro...?
[The apparition might stick around long enough for Breq to see him, but as soon as Wanda takes a step towards him, he vanishes.]
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But nothing Wanda observes that night is anything that can't be explained by the shadows of a campfire or the wind in the trees.
All seems...relatively fine when they set out the next morning, at least until Wanda feels a distinct tap on her shoulder. Her left shoulder.
Breq is walking to her right.
Wanda whirls around, power flaring around her hands, but it dies as soon as she sees the figure who's retreated off the path.]
Pietro...?
[The apparition might stick around long enough for Breq to see him, but as soon as Wanda takes a step towards him, he vanishes.]