[Something that whispers sounds more correct than Wanda expects it to. Something within, something that whispers. She was meant to rule everything--perhaps as a god, of sorts--so...
Wanda opens her mouth to figure out how to word that without sounding entirely insane before shutting it, lips pressing into a thin line as her eyes drift over to the guy just a little too close for Wanda to speak openly.]
What did you say your name was, by the way?
[Since they've been talking witches and Lucifer and chaos and all that.
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Wanda opens her mouth to figure out how to word that without sounding entirely insane before shutting it, lips pressing into a thin line as her eyes drift over to the guy just a little too close for Wanda to speak openly.]
What did you say your name was, by the way?
[Since they've been talking witches and Lucifer and chaos and all that.
Leaving her meal entirely untouched thus far.]