Wanda was quick to reach her arm under Billy's back so he slowly rested back onto the carpet rather than slam against it. She was about to question who exactly this person her son was asking about, but was given the answer by Rose before she could. Her eyes quickly darted to the girl, accessing her expression and movements. Was she telling the truth? Her gaze moved to Vision before moving back to the boy laying in front of her.
"...Loki attacked you?" Her brow was pinched, expression worried. Why would he do something like that to her son? What was he after? Anger started to boil within her, evident to those around her only through the fire in her eyes. She needed to keep composed. Billy needed to be taken care of. She couldn't let her anger get the best of her.
"Let's get you onto the couch. Get you some clean clothing as well." She looked to Vision expectantly, waiting for him to give her a hand with helping Billy. She stood, prepared to go upstairs to grab some clothes.
"We can get you medical attention..." she then said to Rose, eyeing the girl's mending process. She had done this a lot, hadn't she? "And a clean shirt."