[she recognizes what he's doing, and wanda reads the cues well enough to move past the subject. she is grateful that he's gone and asked about billy, but her focus returns instead to him — his talk about 'other wilhelms out there'.]

Most likely.

[with the concept of the multiverse as it is—]

But I know from personal experience that thinking of what ifs will only make the choices you regret and your grief a lot more difficult to cope with.

[pulling the teabag out of her cup, she sets it down on a small saucer that she conjures from thin air; a silver, delicate spoon appears between her fingers, now, and wanda stirs at her tea to make sure the herbs have infused properly with the hot water.]

—I wanted to show you something. [she sets the spoon down on the same saucer as the teabag, fingers lingering on it for a moment as if she's trying to find the words to say what she wants to say. eventually, as she starts speaking again, she moves her hand away.] A friend of mine drew a picture of my brother while on the ship. It surprised me how much I had forgotten what he looked like.

[there is a point here that she wants to make. she wants to show wilhelm what her older brother looked like, but she also would like to... maybe offer to take the memory of his brother from his mind, ask that steve also draw him? it's powerful — just having a picture to look back at.]

Do you mind if I showed you?