Snow was very common in Sokovia. It was common to have a light layer of white dusting the houses and streets for over half of the calendar year. This place... reminded her so much of Sokovia but she knew that it wasn't home.

"It is." She agreed in a soft voice, her chin tilting up as she watched the lazy drifting of the snow. "Do you think that snow will do that?" She loved the snow but it was always a cold presence in her life. Making it threw winters when you were homeless could be difficult and Wanda wondered if she would have been able to survive without her brother there.