After what Wanda had done to her, here was Jessica, stubbornly loyal, worried, bringing her cake. Wanda fought against a fresh wave of tears. She'd only been conscious a few minutes and already she was tired of crying. But it was hard not to when she didn't feel like she deserved Jessica or her concern and especially not cake. "Thank you, it's- perfect," her voice broke on the last word and the flood rose, tears spilling down her cheeks as she clutched the cake between her hands like some precious thing. "J-Jess, I'm sorry," she managed to gasp, holding out both her hands for Jessica to hold.