[ wanda appreciates the kindness, the open hand that extends to her not in spite of who she is but because of who she is. she'd always appreciated the support of her team, but she's also always known that she'd still remained on the outside, that they still worried constantly of what she was capable of, never truly knowing what it was to feel the magic, the energy, that grew and expanded inside of her.

she smiles at the assurance, eased by the friendliness of the girl, but then her lips falter with the additional response. ]

Oh. [ she hadn't considered that, even almost forgotten already what's expected of them in this place. ] Well, I — I'm still not sure of taking one at all yet. I know I'm supposed to, but ... it's still a lot to process everything.