Oh, you did?

[wanda smiles softly, happy to know that wilhelm has a face to draw upon when she talks about billy. the smile remains for just a moment longer before it falters entirely. his question is not unexpected—she anticipated something regarding her feelings to him being here.

she's never thought of what the answer would be, despite that, regardless of who asked.]

Well, when I first met him and recognized who he was, I nearly killed him with my magic.

[said with the air of something that should be a funny anecdote. thankfully, billy's magic reacted to her own, and no harm befell the boy.]

—but... it's definitely weird. He isn't my son, but he feels like he is. There are so many things of him that are like my Billy's, many parts of him that are just — very much a Maximoff thing. [here her smile returns, small and tight.] I've been trying to do better by him.

I'm sure that's what any other Wanda would do if any of my boys ever showed up at their doorstep.

[too bad she doesn't know, at the moment, that the future holds this billy disappearing from abraxas and returning to his world.]