He wasn't too far behind Wanda's flight, having rushed himself to dress. Wanda's approach had been marked by the swift patter of feet. He came silently, translucent briefly as he passed through the wall. Then he was quite solid, stepping to the three.
He frowned, brow lowered as he looked to the amount of blood staining Billy's clothes and how shredded they were. The glowing pupils in their field of black then swept to Ravager, assessing her damage as well before looking back to Billy.
I didn't really expect a resemblance. But there it was nonetheless, mother and son having a certain sculpt to their cheeks and eyeshape, though there were other unfamiliar features as well that likely tied him to the biological family. He remembered Tommy had a striking resemblance to Quicksilver as well. Biological. Had things been different... But that was something else to muse over another time. Instead he looked up to the ceiling.
"JARVIS?"
The AI started to fill him in on the matter of Billy simply teleporting in. There was no sign of an enemy nearby or within the mansion grounds. "Although there are images and reports of 'a storm of light' in another area of the city."
Storm of lights. Vision turned his needlepoint pupils to Rose, silently requesting information and listening to William--no, he went by Billy--Billy and Wanda. He knew better than to do anything to interfere in her spell.