Wanda just nodded as confirmation that there was, indeed, demons. She would have said something, but at that moment she was too busy trying to keep herself from bursting into tears. She needed to pull herself together. She couldn't let herself breakdown like this.
She closed her eyes when Tom rested his hands on her shoulders, taking comfort in his touch. "I want to believe it. God, do I want to believe it." Wanda got up from her chair and wrapped her arms around Tom, digging her face into his shoulder. "The similarities between he and I... between Tommy and Pietro... it can't be just coincidence. But maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just fooling myself. Thinking too much about my sons because of the day."