[As the vision of the memory fades and Wanda finds herself standing before the framed pictures once more, she can still feel the lingering emotion of dread. Or rather, the sensation--the emotion--that lingers after a cold, grim truth has been made apparent. There was something about the girl's words, the way that they sounded... it did not paint her out to be the complete villain one might believe her to be judging from her actions. In fact, Wanda could relate to her cries of injustice and a desire to fight back against an unwanted war. She and Pietro had once rallied against much the same.]
That girl... Barriss... she did not sound entirely wrong. I do not pretend to know what it is like there, the world in which these visions take place. But what she is saying... her argument is not completely foreign to me.
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That girl... Barriss... she did not sound entirely wrong. I do not pretend to know what it is like there, the world in which these visions take place. But what she is saying... her argument is not completely foreign to me.