065 ☣ fish for fallen light

[fridgetothefire]

If you know me, I probably miss you. And maybe even if you don't.

[She repeats this Romani, and then Russian, and then German. And then ASL.]

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[fridgetothefire]

Good.

And Wanda?

[They hadn't seen anything of each other, during her brief stopover. Anya hadn't had the emotional delicacy to spare seeking Wanda out, and Wanda hadn't chosen to do it herself. The mansion large enough for convenient avoidance. But Anya does still love her, wonders and worries.]

[wecanavenge]

[She's growing on Erik. It's not the easiest thing in the world - his first run in with a Wanda Maximoff was far from what he'd call good, and is probably why he was more determined to be careful with Anya - but he's been trying.]

She's been doing well. I think she might even be happy, here.

[Which is his version of good job, kiddo.]

[fridgetothefire]

[She swallows and sniffs, beams a little crookedly, something deep unknotting in my shoulders.]

I'm. Really glad.

Thank you. Again.