Wanda nodded. She didn't feel like there was more that she could say on the matter. She didn't feel any different and yet she knew that it was missing, like a gaping hole in her chest.

She exhaled slowly, attempting to keep her anger, frustration and sorrow from overwhelming her. She wanted to hit the tree more but she knew that Sam wouldn't let her continued to hurt herself.

"Thanks." She was grateful, Sam was a good friend and someone who Wanda trusted. Trust didn't come easy to Wanda and while there were many people she knew in the village she only really trusted Clint and Sam. "I interrupted your run?" She asked, if only to alter the topic of conversation.