"It is impressive," Wanda agreed about the scythe. "It looks sharp and dangerous." She liked the flashy color too, though it made her regret leaving behind her red jacket. "You should know that I am ... armed ... as well," she said, turning her body to shade what she was doing from general view.
Her clenched fist glowed red, and she flicked a little bit of it at a dry leaf skittering down the street, first dancing it around, then casually destroying it. She'd told Buffy that she could fight, but she didn't want to surprise her ally with exactly what she meant by that. Better to establish this part of her powers now, before it mattered.
As she followed Buffy, she nodded, taking in the information. It all made sense; a predator would know the ways of their prey -- and that applied both to the vampires and to Buffy, the apex predator. Though Buffy didn't seem to gain anything from vampires except for the satisfaction of protecting everyone else. So perhaps predator was the wrong word.
When they reached the bar, Wanda let her awareness expand just a little. She was not planning on using her mental powers extensively, it would tire her out and without a specific target, she couldn't even depend on gathering any intelligence, and she certainly wasn't planning on messing with any minds, she hadn't done that...for a long time. But she could read the surface, see if anyone seemed...predatory? She wasn't sure.
"What if all the vampires are adroit and clever?" she asked Buffy, both because she was curious about further vampire hunting technique and because she wanted a little more time to scope out the bar.
Since she wasn't sure what she was looking for, it wasn't surprising that she didn't find it. Aliens were confusing, the bartenders were keeping busy, and many of the humans were basically not thinking a whole lot, just like Buffy said. But she did notice one person who was alone, hunched at the bar, but with a mind that seemed open: she thought they'd be inclined to talk, if they could be distracted from their attempt to drown their sorrows.
And perhaps someone with sorrows would be a good place to start? "Perhaps we should talk with..." She nodded toward the person she'd singled out.