Pietro had spoken only briefly with Wanda when she entered, he had a job to do and let her know it softly. He kissed her cheek and let her go on her way, while he maintained his post at the remote area. He was keeping an eye on the furthest entrance into the VIP area, while most would few this as somewhat of an insult..Pietro understood it best. He was placed here because he could cover the most ground the fastest, considering that placing him anywhere else would be a waste of his talents..he didn't mind at all. He had always been a bit unresponsive to authority, but something about Magneto made him play the part of the good little soldier. When he heard Vulcan's voice chime into his earpiece, he sighed a bit before raising his own hand so that he could speak into the small microphone inserted into his cuff. Eyes still moving over the crowd as he tried to assess all the possible dangers that the young Worthington would be facing.
"Yes, it works. Quicksilver, checking in--all clear."
He glanced towards Vulcan's area and then to various others stationed around, a few he recognized and a few he did not. He kept note of everything while studying the room once more, Pietro Maximoff was enjoying his first day of duty quite a bit. He pushed his longish brown hair back before turning his gaze toward the assembling mass of people, show time.