[If it is a dream, Wanda is going to soak in every second of it. Her eyes begin to sting a bit as she buries her face in his chest and inhales. He smells different, but somehow so familiar. Like home.]
What do you mean? [She pulls back enough to look up at him, but not so much as to break their embrace.] Like human human, or - [God, she doesn't even know what she's saying.]
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What do you mean? [She pulls back enough to look up at him, but not so much as to break their embrace.] Like human human, or - [God, she doesn't even know what she's saying.]