The Escape - closed thread
The camera pointing toward the bed, Wanda turned it away so it faced the wall too, using a streak of crimson. Then she was pulled into the hug and returned it, fiercer than she imagined she would - but it had been so long since she'd seen Loki. She missed him. Her boys missed him too - he was important to them all.
"I can take care of the collar," she promised, pulling back to only focus on that - scarlet glowed at her fingertips, wisps curling at the front of the device; her telekinesis pulled it apart, and it un-latched into two pieces, falling to the ground. "They put a tracker up your nose?"