agatha harkness.

That was deserved. Wanda knew it wasn't her right to be mad about the remark. Not after what she had done. Still, she felt the familiar curl of anger inside her stomach. It was a reminder that she was alive, but not fixed. Not entirely. The Darkhold was gone, but she was still grappling with her own actions while under its influence.

"You're looking lucid."

It was a true statement, but it wasn't meant to carry any barbs. Wanda knew she had left Agatha vulnerable when she had left her as Agnes, but it had seemed like the safest choice for everyone. Now, she had to come to terms with the fact that though she had tried burning the multiverse down in search of her children, Agatha was the one who had been with Billy.

"ugh. No thanks to you."

Despite the words and the disgusted curl of her upper lip, Agatha was actually happy to see Wanda.

For billy.

At least, that's what she's going to tell herself. The kid may have turned her soft but she wasn't quite ready to face that a tiny part of her was disappointed when she thought Wanda could be gone for good. Let alone what that even meant?

"Look, if this is about our mutual responsibility, we can skip the part where we braid each others hair." she paused, and then winced at herself because here Wanda was extending what seemed to be a bit of an olive branch and she was already trying to set it on fire. typical.

"I mean..." she paused, trying to find the right words. "--If its any consolation, you look better not dead." she added quickly, losing a bit of the attitude.

Agatha glanced at the blonde, giving her a quick sweep of her gaze. she was pretty--didn't look particularly mystic but one never really could judge a witch by her cover.

Is this really how you see yourself?

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KATHRYN HAHN as AGATHA HARKNESS