Yeah. [Probably not one of her smarter choices to watch that one night when unable to fall asleep. She bites her tongue, fighting off the urge to comment that she is (was) a creepy twin. Was his Wanda a twin, too? That leads to a spiral of questions popping into her mind, and she has to shake her head to quiet them.] Let's hope for some more dated decor and nothing worse than that.

[She follows, one hand gently applying pressure to the other palm. It's quiet. Peter asks another question, a good one, and Wanda listens to their out of sync footsteps on the carpeting as she considers how much she wants to reveal.]

A dream. And before then.... [A nightmare. Buried beneath rubble once more.] Well, there's always a villain to fight, isn't there? It was over. What about you?