( at the mention that pietro made enemies easy with that kind of attitude, too, wanda simply shrugs her shoulders. he's not wrong, and it makes her feel a certain kind of warmth knowing that this is something that someone else is putting out there, into words; it makes pietro seem realer, even if his memory fades more and more with each passing day—how his face looked, how his voice sounded, how his laughter made her feel.

she turns to him, thankful that clint gets it without wanda having to say too much to explain her position. she adds, after pointing at him. )

Exactly that.

( the avengers took her in, sure, but after pietro was gone she lacked something very important: friends. it's not that wanda didn't want to be of service, to do good with her powers; joining the avengers certainly was the best way for her to do that. it's been so long since she's had to work to make friends, though, and her powers add another dimension of complexity to it.

though she tsks as he starts acting like a dad (more so than a big brother, in her mind), as clint is prone to do, and her eyes roll as she looks away and out the window. it works, though; she's smiling a touch. )

Would it make you feel better to have that conversation? I can give you their names if you want the embarrassing task of talking to them directly.