"Sometimes the only way for you to connect to someone is to take a piece of them inside you," Wanda spoke, unblinking as his mind lingered inside of hers, "it is the only way for you to feel alive again. Like a whole person."
She blinked rapidly, forcibly shutting him out like she was drawing the curtains on a foggy window. Her hands shook slightly at the aftershock, causing the ice in the glass to clink together as she brought it up to her mouth and kicked it back.
"I apologize," Wanda murmured as the glass touched down upon the counter once again. "Sometimes I get these intense...readings on people."