That smile on her face grew wary as she turned it on Clint, then crumpled altogether when Pietro suggested that he could leave. "But you just got here!" She protested and took her brother's arm, a plea in her face. She could already feel how uncomfortable this would be, knew net brother wanted to beat a hasty retreat, but she didn't care. It wad hard enough not seeing him everyday and who knew how often she'd see him once he was someone's husband. "We don't have any plans."
Wanda's pleading look was turned on Clint now. Please behave, the both of you, please. For me? There was no reason they couldn't all be in the same room together; after all up until recently the trio had shared this apartment, a few hours spent in each other's company couldn't hurt Pietro or Clint. She wasn't asking for a miracle here.