Wanda gaped at him, her mask of confidence finally breaking in the face of complete surprise. "That's... a new low for my father," she finally managed in hardly more than a whisper. She felt revulsion and anger- this supposedly noble cause had been what Magnus had always fought for. What he'd always put first. Even before his children. Even if she did not believe in it, she at least thought he did. While it did not excuse his actions, it at least gave him a purpose in her mind. To know that he was betraying his own ideals was madness.