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[scarletcast]

She likes you.

[ it is a joke. Natasha perhaps has more insight into this matter than Wanda — she asked for every inch of pain, she knew the decisions she made would hurt others. It is always a matter of measuring. ]

Still. Punishing oneself never helped me.

[lefthandfree]

[Maybe he’ll try then. She doesn’t seem bad. Steve likes her, and that says plenty to Buck. For now, he’s more than okay with just hearing Wanda’s thoughts though. As much as her stance is similar to Steve’s, Bucky understands, at least on a fundamental level, that she’s rather like him as well in some ways.]

Yeah, punishment isn’t really meant to help, per se. [There is a bit of amusement there, and he smiles a bit as he takes another drink.]

I’ll think about it. [And he’s back to decimating another meatball.] I remember what fitful sleep felt like. Might be nice to have that at least one night. [Without drinking himself senseless first.]

[scarletcast]

[ She smiles at him, warmly. ]

I have more jasmine tea in my room. I will share if you ask nicely.

[lefthandfree]

You wouldn’t mind sharing with me?

[Because that’s more the surprise for him than anything else. He knows what he is and how that reflects to others, even though he's not really going out of his way to be standoffish. Or the opposite for that matter.]

[scarletcast]

You're part of us now.

[ Whether he also sees it that way is irrelevant to her; Wanda's only family left is Steve, Clint, Sam, and Natasha. ]

Of course I will share.

[lefthandfree]

[The notion is so foreign to him. He still thinks of them as Steve’s friends and not his own. He’s still a ghost to them, a remnant of a past that Steve can’t even recognize sometimes, so it seems like the most logical thing to assume. Yet, here is Wanda welcoming him, having already accepted him, so freely.

He smiles faintly to himself.]

I would appreciate that. I don’t have much to give you back in return, though.

[And he pauses to think for a moment about what he even has these days.]

You ever gone dancing?

[scarletcast]

[ She knows a little of debts: kindness paid in kindness, honesty paid in the same, as it must be. Wanda ducks her head, looking at her remaining pasta and meatballs. ]

No. I don't know how.

[lefthandfree]

[That’s the ticket, then. He smiles as he twirls pasta onto his fork, something he'd been avoiding but now feels comfortable enough to do.]

I’ll show you then. Favor for a favor.

And it won’t be that bull that kids call dancin’ these days. They ain’t got a clue what real dancing is anymore.

[scarletcast]

[ The curve of her mouth turns fond. ]

Very well. Real dancing. I will hold you to it.

[lefthandfree]

[He looks up, eyes clear and free, and smiles.]

Perfect.