[She's still not entirely sure how to act around him, but it's easy enough to fall into the old patterns she had with Pietro.]

It is not what I thought another planet would look like, but it is nice here. Peaceful. And not the ship. [Wanda makes a face; she misses fresh air and sunsets and all sorts of little things you don't even notice until they're gone.]

A warning about the glass would have been nice, but at least it's safe here.