Newly Summoned are always at that disadvantage, if magic and this kind of fantasy-book setting isn't one they are familiar with, of not being sure of what they're looking at. There is a lilt of amusement in her expression and Wanda considers it solidly done for, as far as interactions go, until he speaks up.
Your accent. βand it gives her pause. There's an extent of familiarity that she had noticed but decided not to put too much thought to. Should she? It's a question to ponder, especially when he lands almost immediately on her native tongue.
Wanda eyes him warily for a moment.
"Would you believe me if I said most everyone doesn't know Sokovia is a country?" Something about Americans and their horrid sense of geography. But her words are light, easy, head tilting to the side as she faces him again. Where is this familiarity coming from? "Well, I suppose it isn't one anymore from the world I am from."
A hard truth she has to remind herself of.
"You sound American." Code for you're oddly knowledgeable with the area.
sorry for the delay!
Your accent. βand it gives her pause. There's an extent of familiarity that she had noticed but decided not to put too much thought to. Should she? It's a question to ponder, especially when he lands almost immediately on her native tongue.
Wanda eyes him warily for a moment.
"Would you believe me if I said most everyone doesn't know Sokovia is a country?" Something about Americans and their horrid sense of geography. But her words are light, easy, head tilting to the side as she faces him again. Where is this familiarity coming from? "Well, I suppose it isn't one anymore from the world I am from."
A hard truth she has to remind herself of.
"You sound American." Code for you're oddly knowledgeable with the area.
No offense.