"I have no doubts about your abilities, Barnes," she said, tilting her head with a knowing smile. He was attractive. Wanda wasn't blind after all. She might not have known him well, but he seemed the type to do well for himself once upon a time. It might be different now. It was different for them all now, she was sure. Part of her wanted to ask how he was with it, but then she didn't want him to ask her.

So they moved on the from the edge of the town, back to where they were likely meant to be, where they were staying. She could feel the warmth start to touch her cheeks. Everything was starting to feel more intense, like the way her clothes felt and the fabric on her chest and sex.

"But I will let you know if you aren't doing a good job." Another knowing look was thrown his way, a smirk hidden in the corner of his mouth. "Or if you are."