[Wanda watches Erik for a moment, remembering a 10 years vision of her father. He'd appeared younger but older through the eyes of a young child. A small piece of her wishes that this is him but she knows that the world isn't so kind. Even if this is some version of her father, he doesn't know her.]

It's probably good you did.

[She smiles behind her glass, amused at the thought he'd painted in her mind.]

I wouldn't have wished that on anyone but they were cute cats.

[She pauses, pressing her tongue against the inside of her cheek as her thoughts slipped like sand through her fingers.]

Do you have a lot of experience with the multiverse?