[But what happens when you are the thing that can't be fixed?]
You can't, it was my fault, I...
[Wanda's blinking back tears now. She has to stop - she can't bring herself to say it, to make it real here. But she knows her brother and she knows that neither Peter nor Pietro would leave this alone after she's practically started crying at nothing.
She wiggles free, extends one glowing hand, hopes with all her might that he won't take it. She can't lie to him...but she doesn't have to be happy about it.]
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You can't, it was my fault, I...
[Wanda's blinking back tears now. She has to stop - she can't bring herself to say it, to make it real here. But she knows her brother and she knows that neither Peter nor Pietro would leave this alone after she's practically started crying at nothing.
She wiggles free, extends one glowing hand, hopes with all her might that he won't take it. She can't lie to him...but she doesn't have to be happy about it.]
Don't. Please.