[Wanda's not shaken by the turbulence, but she's glad that she's not sitting next to someone more prickly. Some of the protesters in Sokovia had a certain kind of energy about them before heading out, as if they were just waiting to knock the head off the first person to look at them wrong. It seems that the guy next to her wasn't one of those sorts. Either he didn't know what they were heading into or he was used to it, she supposed. Or just good at handling pre-battle nerves?
She gives him a smile back, less charm, perhaps, but it's there all the same.] I'm fine, thank you. [She's just going to carefully get a better hold of her seat so she doesn't bounce all over the place.] I can't say that I've fought monsters before, however. Did they tell you anything about them before we left?
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She gives him a smile back, less charm, perhaps, but it's there all the same.] I'm fine, thank you. [She's just going to carefully get a better hold of her seat so she doesn't bounce all over the place.] I can't say that I've fought monsters before, however. Did they tell you anything about them before we left?