[It's not quite an admonishment, more a calm surprise that she's finally unearthed him. The compound is a vast, open place, but there are still so many places to slip off to. Steve has been slipping off to them more often than he used to, but Wanda had already found everywhere to hide within a month of arriving.
There's a storm outside, one of upstate New York's spring thunderstorms, and she knows if she went outside, the ground and the air would smell freshly scrubbed and clean, but behind the windows, there's only the rain pouring down the glass.
The latest search for his friend has come up empty, all the leads dead ends. Maybe she should leave him. But she would not be a very good friend if she did.
Instead, she crosses over, slipping her shawl off her shoulders and setting it gently around his, before looping her little finger through his, and standing to watch the rain. They don't need to talk if he has no words. She knows.]
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[It's not quite an admonishment, more a calm surprise that she's finally unearthed him. The compound is a vast, open place, but there are still so many places to slip off to. Steve has been slipping off to them more often than he used to, but Wanda had already found everywhere to hide within a month of arriving.
There's a storm outside, one of upstate New York's spring thunderstorms, and she knows if she went outside, the ground and the air would smell freshly scrubbed and clean, but behind the windows, there's only the rain pouring down the glass.
The latest search for his friend has come up empty, all the leads dead ends. Maybe she should leave him. But she would not be a very good friend if she did.
Instead, she crosses over, slipping her shawl off her shoulders and setting it gently around his, before looping her little finger through his, and standing to watch the rain. They don't need to talk if he has no words. She knows.]