Billy looked up at the sound of Wanda's voice and gave a small wave. He made a mental note as he turned away from the flowers to get some for his mom soon. Just because.
"Hello Wanda. How are you doing today?" He smiled during his question, though it was small and stemmed from anxiety more than happiness. Yes, he was worried that she could possibly freak out at any moment and siphon off his soul to fuel her immortality. Or something like that. He really needed to stop reading so many dark fantasy novels. They kept giving him ideas.
He watched and listened for anything that might indicate what Loki was looking for in her response. More importantly, he concentrated as much as he could on trying to feel any magical shifts that might occur.