"You have," she allowed with a nod, "Because I've expected you, if not to kill him, at least have maimed him several times. You learned to control your temper somewhere, how did that happen?" Wanda teased and pressed a kiss to his cheek. There was a time, she knew when Pietro wouldn't have faltered for a moment in laying someone out for a lot less than Clint managed to get away with on a daily basis.
"Well the pact goes for me, too. If Wicked hurts you-" she paused with a smile and shook her head. "Not that I think she would." Actually she just didn't think Wicked had that in her and thought it more likely her brother would be the flighty one. Unfortunate, but true. Still, it was a compliment of sorts to Wicked. For having such a difficult transient childhood and acting as brash and bizarre as she did at times, Wicked was actually one of the most grounded people Wanda had ever met. Even if there had been a point she hadn't wanted to, she could admit now that the girl was good for her brother.