[ It might seem like a childish perspective, naïve even. But she does think it. Death is something so complicated, something they still know very little about — anything's possible. Perhaps experiencing it herself in Deerington's helped her enforce that. Being in the Death Realm didn't make her forget those she care about, it pushed her to return to them — and with Ramona and Cynthia's magic, she could.
She watches the young woman carefully, how she reacts to Luna's question. Death works so differently here, and in Deerington. In other worlds it's... so permanent. Wanda's answer is cutting, her brow furrowing in sorrow. It's... unfair. She couldn't imagine doing something like that; and it's just so unfair: to save a world that wasn't saved. ]
I'm sorry. No one should have to do that, not to someone they love. [ She hesitates slightly. The woman is still very much a stranger, but to do nothing feels wrong.
Very carefully, she reaches out with her free hand to gently take Wanda's. She holds it for a moment, offering it a soft squeeze. ]
i'm sorry, i sucked at tags this month. feel free to drop if it's been too long!
She watches the young woman carefully, how she reacts to Luna's question. Death works so differently here, and in Deerington. In other worlds it's... so permanent. Wanda's answer is cutting, her brow furrowing in sorrow. It's... unfair. She couldn't imagine doing something like that; and it's just so unfair: to save a world that wasn't saved. ]
I'm sorry. No one should have to do that, not to someone they love. [ She hesitates slightly. The woman is still very much a stranger, but to do nothing feels wrong.
Very carefully, she reaches out with her free hand to gently take Wanda's. She holds it for a moment, offering it a soft squeeze. ]
The world asked too much of you.