Wanda stared back at him defiantly but this time she chose not to argue. Arguing any more wouldn't get them anywhere and clearly neither of them were willing to concede their own points. Instead, Wanda held up her hands in a gesture of apology. "You're right," she said, though it seemed like it was somewhat difficult for her to say it. "I'm sorry," she continued and that part she actually meant. "It's not your fault and I didn't intend to take this out on you. I'm not blaming you for anything, either. This isn't exactly easy for me to talk about. For either of us, apparently." She gave a mirthless chuckle and pressed her fingertips to her mouth.
Her attention wandered out to the other skaters while she tried to force a calm over herself. They were so happy and oblivious. That must have been nice. When Wanda glanced up at Tony again she squared her shoulders and sat back, gauging his expression.
"I have tried to rationalize it and I haven't been able to. Is it just me? I mean, you're right, Pietro's never been particularly thoughtful about his actions, and I'm willing to believe my judgment's affected by my feelings- but what he did has always felt wrong. The circumstances, the timing, everything. I thought maybe after the initial shock wore off, after I got used to it, I'd be able to accept it and move on, and I haven't. There's just enough about it that rings true to him that it does seem plausible, but there's just enough wrong that it doesn't. That's where I'm having the most trouble, I guess."