"Anti-magnets," she repeated with a quiet laugh and a roll of her eyes. Lord knew they needed anti-magnets or whatever approximation they could get for their next headquarters. Whenever that happened because she didn't believe it would be soon, despite Clint's attempts at positivity (which she knew were simply for her benefit being here in the hospital and while she appreciated the effort it also proved to her that he was probably on the side of the nurse, after all, so much for dreams of breaking out of here). There were other short term options, of course, which she was mulling over now because she was definitely not going to live at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters no matter what state the city was in now. She was done with makeshift homes for a very long while.
Wanda actually did have some property that she hardly thought of, assuming it hadn't been ruined or broken into. The place had been empty and ignored for ages and it wasn't going to hold their whole team but- "You could stay with me," she offered and then backpedaled because that required some explanation since, at the moment, her residence was a hospital bed. "If it takes awhile for the Avengers to get settled. I've still got an apartment in the city." She did her best to sound casual about it because that was sort of a huge step to take from a relationship standpoint. If this even was a relationship, realized that she didn't actually know what to call it or if Clint even wanted to call it anything. Probably she was just over thinking it but she couldn't help but think things might be different now.