[five years had passed in a blink, and the past few weeks have crawled forward as years; wanda's sense of time is wonky. it's only been weeks since she'd hugged her children and touched vision for the last time before pulling down the world she'd tied them to, but when arms reach for her now, it feels like she hasn't had human contact in years. there's a moment, just one, where she stills, almost unsure —
but then she falls into the embrace, wrapping her arms around sam tightly, in turn.
it's short, and she pulls back, too, but no less needed. even if it doesn't ease the pit in her stomach, she can focus on a conversation now.]
I'll keep it safe. [not throw it aimlessly into a group chat, or announce it to a crowd. her promise is as solemn any would be.] What is it?
[ similarly, sam feels as if she can't remember a time before this, even though she's been here for over half a year at this point. not here, exactly, but with this group. even (especially) wanda, who she'd seen and felt the thoughts of.
she wishes the contact wanda had now was more positive. ]
I know you will. [ her voice, already low, gets quieter as she leans in, revealing what she's been asked to: ] The girl who accused the soccer team, Ren? She got sick because she was poisoned.
[it's a rare thing, to be trusted, rare and precious. truthfully, wanda isn't so sure she's deserving of it, for reasons that are well beyond how she's completely failed at this 'game' so far.
but because she is, she won't do anything other than take it completely seriously.]
By Misty? [she lets out a long breath.] That's what Stephen and Yelena think, and based on what I've seen, I don't think they're wrong.
[ sam's eyes go a little wide, but then, when she thinks about it, it makes sense. yelena and wanda knew each other from home, or were at least from the same world. stephen was, too. of course that's information they'd share. ]
Yeah. Yelena's who asked me to share with people, but as discreetly as possible. You're one among four.
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but then she falls into the embrace, wrapping her arms around sam tightly, in turn.
it's short, and she pulls back, too, but no less needed. even if it doesn't ease the pit in her stomach, she can focus on a conversation now.]
I'll keep it safe. [not throw it aimlessly into a group chat, or announce it to a crowd. her promise is as solemn any would be.] What is it?
*for not four
she wishes the contact wanda had now was more positive. ]
I know you will. [ her voice, already low, gets quieter as she leans in, revealing what she's been asked to: ] The girl who accused the soccer team, Ren? She got sick because she was poisoned.
i gotchu
but because she is, she won't do anything other than take it completely seriously.]
By Misty? [she lets out a long breath.] That's what Stephen and Yelena think, and based on what I've seen, I don't think they're wrong.
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Yeah. Yelena's who asked me to share with people, but as discreetly as possible. You're one among four.