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"Oh no. So scaryyy."

"Why are you butting into my conversation, dead man?"

I'm not.. Y'know what, whatever.

"Same here... And I doubt I ever will."

She looked sheepish. "Yeah. One of the innumerable reasons I'm glad you're here. The Scarlet Witch comes with a lot of baggage, this kind of magic is impossible to control without becoming a little .. nuts."

I don't think any Maximoff has an angel ring over their head.

Conversely, her brows shot up. "I was joking. Lord, you are unfathomably fast." Impressed witch.

"I would love to find out. Are you able to go fast enough to go back in time yet? ~"

Tommy tilted his head, a crooked grin already forming like he’d been waiting for that exact reaction. “Oh, you will,” he shot back, voice dripping with confidence. “Just try to keep up, old man—wouldn’t want you blinking and missing the best part.” He took a step back, energy practically buzzing under his skin. “Fair warning though… once you see me move? You’re gonna realize I wasn’t bragging—I was understating.”