[Wanda could sense there was definitely more to it this man than just what his words would appear to mean on the surface. She hadn't used her mind-reading abilities since her arrival on the Marsiva, but her curiosity was getting the better of her. This man... his words... his stance... his uniform... there was something significant in all these things. And she wanted to know what that something was. Wanda's eyes begin to glow faintly with a crimson, ethereal energy, before she closes them in concentrated focus. Wanda was going to take a look into this man's mind.]
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