Wanda would force herself to adjust. It was simply her way of dealing with the world but she wasn't going to be happy about it and she'd never fully be comfortable with it. She hated feeling helpless.

"Yeah." She knew that she should eat, despite the gnawing feeling in her stomach that insisted that she wasn't hungry. Wanda didn't want this village, their watches, to defeat her. She was far to stubborn for that.

A smirk tugged at her lips. "It'll give me something to cut." It sounded like something she needed.