"What, you wanna playlist or something?" He's not adverse to the idea, honestly, which surprises him a little. Kind of a teenaged thing to be into, you know? And yet, there's the fact that neither of them really got to be teenagers, for radically different reasons, but still.
He likes it when she shucks off the superheroine thing for a minute and just hangs. He almost always tries to invite her to some shit that would raise Stark's hackles, but...well. He doesn't like Stark, so that? Is a thing. An amusing by-product of spending time with Ms. Maximoff.
Still. He holds her hand and walks her through a few steps. Basic stuff, just to show her how it's done.
"Yeah, I do if you're up for the challenge." Hey, she never had the opportunity to make or receive any playlists before. They are allowed to dip back into teenage habits since neither of them really could indulge back in the day.
Being rebellious not as a hero or a person on a mission but simply as a young woman doesn't come so easily to her but she is certainly learning under his influence. One can't fault a person for wanting a dose of something normal in her life just this once, even if the rest of her is anything but.
She's quick to follow the steps he teaches, never tripping, light on her feet when the time calls for it. She doesn't let go of his hand, her smile as constant as his seems to be whenever she looks up at him, not for reassurance, merely to see how it looks on his face. She likes it.
"A'ight, I can do that." First off, when is he ever not down for a challenge? Secondly, it'll be fun. Give the poor girl some exposure.
He wonders if he should go old-school and actually burn it to a CD. Maybe. Or both a CD and a flash drive of the songs. He'd bet money there's a Scarlet Witch-shaped flash drive in the world that he can get his hands on. Or he could get her something cute from Japan or Taiwan. Things to consider.
After a few songs Erik's face hurts from the smiling and he has to laugh. At himself, at the situation, at how easily he was won over. "You're some kinda magic, you know that?"
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He likes it when she shucks off the superheroine thing for a minute and just hangs. He almost always tries to invite her to some shit that would raise Stark's hackles, but...well. He doesn't like Stark, so that? Is a thing. An amusing by-product of spending time with Ms. Maximoff.
Still. He holds her hand and walks her through a few steps. Basic stuff, just to show her how it's done.
He smiles more than he smirks.
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Being rebellious not as a hero or a person on a mission but simply as a young woman doesn't come so easily to her but she is certainly learning under his influence. One can't fault a person for wanting a dose of something normal in her life just this once, even if the rest of her is anything but.
She's quick to follow the steps he teaches, never tripping, light on her feet when the time calls for it. She doesn't let go of his hand, her smile as constant as his seems to be whenever she looks up at him, not for reassurance, merely to see how it looks on his face. She likes it.
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He wonders if he should go old-school and actually burn it to a CD. Maybe. Or both a CD and a flash drive of the songs. He'd bet money there's a Scarlet Witch-shaped flash drive in the world that he can get his hands on. Or he could get her something cute from Japan or Taiwan. Things to consider.
After a few songs Erik's face hurts from the smiling and he has to laugh. At himself, at the situation, at how easily he was won over. "You're some kinda magic, you know that?"