Wanda had no reply, only stared back at him, feeling caged. She didn't doubt that he did know a lot of things and if he knew her, then did he know how she hated him? Why she hated him? Did he know that his family's legacy had brought hers nothing but horror? If he did know, and could stand there being (cheeky), then it was all the more reason to hate him. And now she had him here, all alone, and she could simply kill him and try to make her escape. Just like that, she'd have avenged her parents. Wanda didn't move and hated herself for being a coward in the moment. "It was a mistake, coming here," she said quietly. "You can let me go."