On any other day Wanda would have enjoyed his quip but not now. She ignored the comment and waited for Sam to continue before regarding him with a serious eye. Inhaling deeply she nodded her head. "Alright."

She closed the distance between them holding her right hand up for Sam to see. The knuckles were cracked, bleeding and bruised with bits of tree bark embedded into her skin.

It wasn't until Sam was bandaging up her hand that she spoke again, her voice low and pained. "I've lost my powers."