With the goat’s hooves firmly on the ground, Wanda turned to watch Sam. She hadn’t known what she was expecting; maybe a certain amount of flailing as he lowered himself to the ground. What she didn’t expect was to see was her friend floating towards the earth only to suddenly drop the last few feet. Her eyebrows rose as she stepped towards him, her arms cross over her chest as if expecting something close to an explanation.

There was a bit of humor in her expression but it was buried beneath the concern that welled in her chest. It looked like it might be similar to the powers that she’s seen around, though she’s yet to hear about floating or jumping powers. It fit Sam surprisingly well and she wondered if those who bestowed the gift knew that.

"Are you okay?" She asked as she walked over to his side, holding out a hand if he needed help up. "I think you can milk a goat." The goat was still useful.

Wanda’s attention pulled back towards the roof top where she eyed the distance. "Is this new? Floating." She made sure that he knew exactly what she was talking about. This world was filled with too many strange things for her to be completely comfortable. There was no way of knowing what disaster they might face next.