no subject

( he's definitely older than her, even without the knowledge of what year either of them is from. still, when he says that he's a professor, wanda stares at him for a while—lets her defenses lower a touch, just enough to breach through. it seems that the answer has sparked her curiosity, all the more keen to be open with someone who teaches—who deals with teens, young adults, with the objective of them embracing themselves.

not that she knows what 'gifts' he is talking about. )

Professor Charles, then?

( wanda teases, taking another bite from her sample food, a light smile on her features before it disappears—and she's guarded again, her mental walls up.

then, a shrug. )

I'm from 2015. We have the internet.