There wasn't much to Wanda's apartment. Some of the furniture was broken thanks to an outburst a few weeks before but otherwise it was sparsely furnished and decorated. The only personal touches were in the kitchen where she attempted to cook with what little she had or in her closet where they had given her clothing to wear.

"Most likely." She agreed as she stepped inside, closing the door behind her. Her brother's speed or impatience’s has never bothered her.