( she mutters with a light chuckle, hiding it away behind a hand should he turn his head to question her about her retort. there's no doubt in wanda's mind that he's older than herself, with at least a decade of life experience over her own, and that much makes her feel a bit juvenile.
the last thing she wants to do, though, is to say something that he may consider disrespectful.
approachable or not, however, wanda feels comfortable enough to enter his rented room without worry or hesitation. marc doesn't say to make herself at home, but wanda does, anyway, setting her backpack down against the wall and taking the tote bag towards the kitchenette without prompting.
(the plants are a cute touch, she should ask where he's gotten themβ)
she turns to attention, halfway through removing some cups, small plates, and a container with the aforementioned dessert. )
A priest? ( uh, ) And this isn't an undercover thing you're doing?
no subject
( she mutters with a light chuckle, hiding it away behind a hand should he turn his head to question her about her retort. there's no doubt in wanda's mind that he's older than herself, with at least a decade of life experience over her own, and that much makes her feel a bit juvenile.
the last thing she wants to do, though, is to say something that he may consider disrespectful.
approachable or not, however, wanda feels comfortable enough to enter his rented room without worry or hesitation. marc doesn't say to make herself at home, but wanda does, anyway, setting her backpack down against the wall and taking the tote bag towards the kitchenette without prompting.
(the plants are a cute touch, she should ask where he's gotten themβ)
she turns to attention, halfway through removing some cups, small plates, and a container with the aforementioned dessert. )
A priest? ( uh, ) And this isn't an undercover thing you're doing?