♡

[unlike wanda, pietro has not been this far long without her. the experience he just had in these sandy dunes was already terrible, would not want that again. so, it feels unusual from her usual stoic way of accepting his embraces.

something feels wrong. how can he tell? some souls are just meant to resonate with one another.]

You okay?

[he draws back, keeping her at arm's length, still, but searching her eyes. this place is far too sandy—so, he pushes his hand into one of his many pockets and pulls out what he's determined to be a snack.]

I have some food. Do you need water? I'll get water.