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Date: 2022-04-12 05:44 pm (UTC)Wanda shrugs, very slightly. "It's nice to make things," she says, and Sharon thinks maybe she sometimes feels the same way Bucky does, that she's been destroying for so long that making anything, even as small as a pie, is a personal triumph. A faint hint of mischief lightens the young woman's serious eyes. "And this way you're less likely to burn down the compound."
"Oh, I see," Sharon says, laughing. "Self-preservation."