And We Danced (Masquerade Overflow!)

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[unbearablynaive]

[He tilts his head to one side.]

I'm not certain I have a reason beyond that I desired to. It seemed like it might be enjoyable.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[A smile appears on Wanda's face as she looks away for a moment, before turning back to Vision.]

You could have invited someone else in the Fleet. We know each other from back home, but that did not mean you had to pick me to invite.

[unbearablynaive]

Yes, I suppose I could have. I could as easily have come alone.

[But he didn't, and here they are.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[She nods her head encouragingly, hoping it will entice him to give a more thorough answer. She doesn't mean to come off as prying as she is, but it does seem as though she's looking for a certain response. Though, as to what exactly that may be, well, best of luck guessing Vision.]

Right. You could have. So, why then choose me?

[unbearablynaive]

[Gosh, he already admitted he doesn't really know why. Why are you making him think harder about it? Though in the end, it does boil down to just one thing.]

I want you to be happy, Wanda.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[And that may have not exactly been the bull's eye answer, but that was definitely in the inner ring. Despite the fact that she was kind of looking for a similar answer, Vision's response still manages to get a slight blush out of her and a small, embarrassed yet content, smile. She doesn't press him any further.]

Thank you, Vision.

[A moment passes before the embarrassment she's feeling gets too be a little to much to bear, and she stands up from her seat.]

I am going to grab a drink. Do you want one?

[unbearablynaive]

[He really, really does not have enough emotional awareness for the bulls-eye answer. But he does try, and that's more than can be said for some.]

I would like that. Thank you.

[Not so much for the drink itself, which he doesn't need, but because she offered to get it for him.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda departs for the snack and beverage table, she returns after a few minutes with two glasses of a sparkling, orange colored drink.]

This is... what I assume is their version of champagne?

[unbearablynaive]

[Looking impressed and pleased, the Vision takes his glass carefully.]

It's customary to make a toast with champagne, is it not? To what shall we toast?