[it's hard when there aren't pictures to conserve the memories of loved ones, especially lost loved ones. wanda is sure that wilhelm must have plenty of pictures of his older brotherβback home. as for wanda, she and pietro grew up without the possibility of saving any pictures; whatever albums they had, whatever cameras they used, they were all lost at one point or another.]
Maybe Steve could draw it for you. [she can't keep herself from saying.] Steve Rogers.
[and, as if to continue this pitch of why steve is the best choice for this... wanda creates from the horizon's nothing, a piece of paper with a sketch. a bust of pietro's face, his usual grin and the mirth in his eyes, messy hair. it's as perfect a rendition as it gets, and steve is very talented when it comes to drawing, even if it seems he's not the type.
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Maybe Steve could draw it for you. [she can't keep herself from saying.] Steve Rogers.
[and, as if to continue this pitch of why steve is the best choice for this... wanda creates from the horizon's nothing, a piece of paper with a sketch. a bust of pietro's face, his usual grin and the mirth in his eyes, messy hair. it's as perfect a rendition as it gets, and steve is very talented when it comes to drawing, even if it seems he's not the type.
being a soldier and all.
wanda turns the paper over for wilhelm to see.]
This was Pietro. My brother.