[ The joke, locked, loaded, and deployed, hits home. Wanda chuckles. It comes from a place of fondness she knows not many people have for Steve — he is over six feet and somehow eyes glide over him and down to the star or the shield. He trusted her even after what she did, and he, like Natasha and Clint, offered no empty platitudes for Pietro. Knowledge of the same loss does not make it easier, and she would never feel jealousy for him getting his brother back. ]
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Just a bowl. Here, this size.
[ She takes it out. ]
A plate for you?