Pietro steeled himself at her little show of affection that was relatively tame and innocent but none the less stirred at the lingering desire within him that he dared not breathe life into right now. For he knew himself well enough to realize that he would blissfully allow himself to be carried away and in the process fail his first real mission as one of the Avengers.
...Although it honestly would not be that great a regret.
Instead Pietro gave Wanda an embrace around the shoulders and held it right up until the moment the elevator doors opened, at which point he seemed to all but vanish into thin air. All across the floor they were on, she could hear the tell tale grunts of men. The clatter of weapons as they hit the floor. The inhalation of breath as Pietro had the drop on men before they were even aware of his presence. Most of the time it was for show but right now especially it was to ensure that not a single HYDRA agent would be standing to oppose Wanda when she stepped out of the elevator herself.