She liked that smile. Without fail, someone always wanted something from her. It wasn't always something unreasonable. Steve had wanted her to accept herself and ignore the news that portrayed her as a weapon of mass destruction. Clint wanted her to have a chance to be a kid. Which felt like a ridiculous notion.

It was just the way of the world; everyone wanted something.

It was nice to have someone look at her in a way that suggested they didn't want anything at all. Wanda felt herself smiling back. It's been weeks since she'd really smiled like that.

"Not all of us would mind." Her voice was light though her accent remained thick. "The hail is unusual." She was stuck at the inn because of it. "I live with Clint and Sam at the edge of town." Wanda figured it was best to tell him who was here. There was an unspoken invitation should he need a place to stay. One that Wanda would offer to any of those she considered someone worth trusting.

There was a short pause before she spoke again, taking a seat across from him. "What is the last thing you remember?"