“wanda, we don't need to really get into it. give me your hands... please... give. me. your. hands. now.”

she sighed as she felt the sorceress nervously begin to express herself in a hateful manner. with a good reason, after all, she was seeing the most chaotic situation of her life. nakia could not help but try to comfort her as best she could, doing her best to do so. To counter what she was observing and absorbing now. the pain. the anger. the anxiety. the stress.

she tried to pull her lightly to get her out of there, staring deep into her eyes as he sighed as long as he could.