[ not generally tactile, wanda wouldn't willingly hold hands and frolic through the labyrinth but she also doesn't want to get separated and wind up stuck inside alone. clearly it would be better to be stuck with someone else in case this becomes a case of the uruguayan rugby team.

she will (not) eat one of them to survive.

it doesn't matter that she doesn't know some of them well, nate, or at all, bucky, though she knows he is steve's bff and thus good, but she will hold hands for safety, grumbling under her breath in half sokovian, half english. it comes out to: ] Stupid maze.

[ the only redeeming quality of being outnumbered by guys is that they are all enormous and wanda will happily hide behind one of them when the wind kicks up. what are they there for if not to be her own personal shield? she can't do much to protect herself, shivering violent and wishing she had the warmth of her magic back. she could keep them all warm maybe, she could certainly start a fire with her powers! but now, she's useless. ]

I should be used to this, [ she says through chattering teeth as they're setting up to camp for the evening. sokovia gets cold fronts from siberia. freezing winds are familiar, but they are not usually so unrelenting. ]