Wanda nods, face pressed into the palm of her hand. "There is one thing I will never accuse you of," she says. "And that is having bad intentions." Even she knows that the last eight years of Tony Stark's life have been about trying to make things right. It's just that he has no idea the scope and effect of everything his work has done, how deep and insidious the world can be.
And if his mind is anything like the one she looked into those years ago, sometimes Tony doesn't know the difference between saving the world and ending it. Maybe she doesn't either.
"I'm not good at forgiving," she says. "There are things I have held onto for a long time now, since I was ten years old. When I was angry about Peter, it wasn't just about Peter." Wanda shifts position, leaning heavily into the table with her elbows.
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Date: 2018-08-06 06:14 am (UTC)And if his mind is anything like the one she looked into those years ago, sometimes Tony doesn't know the difference between saving the world and ending it. Maybe she doesn't either.
"I'm not good at forgiving," she says. "There are things I have held onto for a long time now, since I was ten years old. When I was angry about Peter, it wasn't just about Peter." Wanda shifts position, leaning heavily into the table with her elbows.
"Did I ever tell you what happened, exactly?"