Wanda wasn't very good at giving up. Her and her brother had never given up and she was used to far greater odds than this. She was used to the pair of them against a country or a world. It didn't matter what she faced now because she'd keep going. That didn't mean she'd like it or be okay with it but she couldn't let herself be beaten.

"So what do we do?" She didn't have an answer and she didn't expect Jean to either but the question was there, balancing at the tip of her tongue.