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[margenes]

okay
see you soon

[relatively]

[westviews]

[14 minutes later, because she's annoying--]

I set up a tent for us.

[With magic. Out of his sight. For reasons.]

[margenes]

do i get to know where it is
?

[westviews]

At the far end of all the other tents.

[Because what is socialization.]

[margenes]

we like being anti social

[he knows]

you there already or you on your mysterious walk again ?

[westviews]

I'm here. And it's not a crime to go on a walk, Pietro.

[margenes]

[one second he's reading her message, the next he's right at her side.]

I did not say it was a crime.

[ah, but there's the tent.]

Oh, it's a nice one!

[westviews]

I know.

[You were implying something, Pietro, but Wanda is happy to drop that. Instead, she takes his hand to tug him into the tent and out of the sun, having to duck low to get inside.]

It's cooler in here.

[margenes]

No air conditioner?

[he sounds like he expected that, but actually the tent does manage to keep the heat out. how does it do it? he doesn't really care to know. he just pulls his sister close to kiss the top of her head before he's letting himself fall to the floor, the sand beneath cushioning things a bit, blessedly.

pietro stretches, then sits up. he pulls out something that's meant to be food from one of his pockets.]

I still got snacks and extra water. Thirsty?

[since she isn't hungry.]

[westviews]

[Sitting beside him, Wanda pats his shoulder.]

I'm fine for now. You burn through it much faster than I do.

[So, she'll make due with less.]

[margenes]

[he'll save the snack for later.]

I don't want you to go hungry because you think that I need more than you.

[it's not wrong, but it's no excuse either.]

We share. We've done it before. [growing up in sokovia during the civil unrest meant making a lot of sacrifices.] What fair is fair, okay?