It was the last thing she wanted to start with. They already endured so much heartache and pain. Too many too serious moments where it felt like everything around them, the very threads of the fabric of the universe, might snap and give away at any moment. Like the walls were falling in. But the longer she waited, the more it would hurt. The more she would have to hide. That wouldn't do either of them any good. If Pietro didn't know this, then he couldn't understand anything that happened to her after.
Biting her lower lip, Wanda let out a breath while more tears began to brim her eyes. Winterdale promised many things, it was impossible to be sure what it promised everyone. To be free from pain, whatever it may be. The specifics were more muddled. It promised an end to one pain, there was no certainty as to what came after.
"I wish I had a better answer for you besides the strangeness of this place. That occasionally people come here... like you." She was being delicate about it because this was Pietro. It was to difficult to say she had to leave him in Sokovia when that was a possibility neither of them considered.
"To you, it's been hours. We defeated Ultron, but you... you..." She paused to take in a breath, pulling back on the despair that caused her to enslave an entire town. Pietro was here, which made her happy beyond words... that didn't make filling in the time he missed any easier of a prospect for her, for either of them.
"No, you wouldn't. You died being a hero," she said quietly, the tears falling down her cheeks now despite her best efforts to stop them. "Protecting Clint and that boy. I could feel it... and I made Ultron pay for it..." Through Wanda's tears, though that moment of soft fondness for her brother was a shadow of darkness as she recalled very intimately making the abomination that took her brother feel the same pain she did. Her hand tightened around Pietro's fingers, reaching up with one hand to dry her cheeks.
"I joined with the Avengers after, not that I had much choice," there was a bitterness there for the truth she couldn't deny. She no longer had a home in any sense of the word. After that it became steadily more complicated until they got to why she was here and Wanda felt they needed to take steps where she feared Pietro would want to run now that he knew.
It was still necessary.
"It's been so hard without you, Pietro," she wondered for a moment if she should have just told him they were from the same time to save him from having to hear. She had little hope of the life she had springing up here, but she could make new memories with her brother. She supposed she still could, but now he would know just how far it all went. She tried her best to smile, bringing his hand up to kiss his fingers.