Wanda nodded her understanding. She had heard the same from him before, and even if this wasn't the same Bucky, the same man had gone through the same thing in his past. Crossing the room to pick up her coffee, she took a sip while turning to the pantry to open it and study the contents.
"Somehow I didn't think you would," she replied in amusement, and opted to go with both. She could start the bread dough and let it rise while she made the muffins. Letting go of her coffee, the mug hung in the air obediently beside her, supported by a tendril of her power as she pulled out flour, sugar, and yeast, and moved the ingredients to the counter. After a moment, the coffee settled to one side and she reached out to turn on a light so she could better see what she was doing, though in truth? It wasn't fully necessary.
"If you wait here long enough, you'll be able to have both fresh out of the oven," she told him with a brief glance and a smile sent in his direction. It wasn't hard to look at him anymore, after living with him for so long, and in fact she liked having his company. "You'll want to fuel up before going out there, anyway."