“No,” she answered his question about being shocked. If this place wanted them to be intimate, wanted them to orgasm, she already surmised there were likely ways to get them to do that. Bucky seemingly found it first, most likely not of his own accord by the way he presented his proposition.

She considered it for a moment. Wanda certainly didn’t feel obligated, but like him she was happy to know there was at least one person she knew. In a sea of unknown bodies they had once been on the same side even if much had happened since then. Without a word she took the apple. She didn’t necessarily need it, but at least they would be on the same level.

Her lips encircle on the rounded part of the apple before she took a bite, only mildly humming. “It is fine, Bucky. There are worse things than spending the night with you.” She said after she managed to chew and swallow a bite of the poisoned apple.