Wanda paused and grinned at him, giving him a very surreptitious and quick once over. She couldn't help it. It was Captain America with his shirt off, nice. "As ready as I'll ever be," she answered wryly and shrugged. Like she could ever get prepared to have her pride broken and her ass totally kicked. At least she knew what she was in for. She stretched and shook herself out a little before nodding at his wrists, "Do I need to do that?" she asked him, uncertainly. It wasn't as if she could hit very hard anyway.