Of course this wasn't the end of it, no matter how much he hoped it was. This would always be personal, it couldn’t be any other way for Wanda, especially not when Tony was involved. She crossed her arms again and stared at him incredulously. "Don't trust you?" she repeated, shaking her head. "I trust you with my life. Why would I have called you for this if-” Wanda gestured with exasperation and took a step closer to him.
“I depend on you for so much. Do you understand the debt I owe you? Yes, you have done everything you could for me and I don't know what to offer you in return,” she admitted, bitter. Confronting him this way was the last thing she wanted to do but it had to happen eventually and it was so hard to talk to Tony, maybe this was the only real chance she'd ever get. A captive audience.
“I don't have anything to offer that you're willing to take and I hate that. We should be able to rely on each other, it shouldn't be so one sided. You shouldn't have to be responsible for me. I shouldn't have to run to you for everything, that's not fair to you and it doesn't work.” Wanda sighed and her shoulders slumped, her anger finally draining away into an irritated resignation. It wasn’t lost on her that, despite her words, here they were again because she couldn’t seem to manage without his help and he never seemed capable of telling her no.
"I do need you but I don't want this. I don't want to be an annoying project or some broken thing you think you need to put back together. I knowyou don't trust me. I want to fix it. I want to be more to you than just a wayward pet."