"Please tell me that thing is not real," Pietro muttered, squinting at the skull, he grinned though and leaned in to press a kiss of his own to Wicked's cheek, "It's a thing we can do," he whispered back with a smirk, that was interrupted when his sister appeared, head quickly jerking up.
"Mm- thank you, Darling. Very handy. Which of us do you think could do it faster, hmm?"