Even his name sounded a little familiar but Wanda still couldn't quite remember so she decided that if they had met before, which was likely, it had been brief and she didn't need to worry about offending him for not remembering her (because he'd called her the Hulk, after all). His hopeful smile got a bright one in return and she shook his offered hand. "Wanda Maximoff," she corrected him because, really, it was only her enemies that needed to call her the Scarlet Witch. "And it's very nice to meet you Agent, Jasper, Sitwell," she paused between each word just as he'd done, teasing him a little, maybe. It was hard not to tease him, he was an awkward kind of cute, she could kind of understand why his sisters always had.
"Don't apologize, sweetie, if it wasn't for talking to you I'd be bored out of mind. Trust me, I like the company." Her attention returned temporarily to the burn on his shoulder, almost like she couldn't quite look away and her smile became tentative. Since they were on such relatively friendly terms now and because she really wanted to help someone she went ahead and made the offer. The worst he could say was no. "Would you like me to-" she gestured vaguely at his arm, "Take care of that?"