[Wanda sighs again and reaches up to run her fingers through her hair, looking up. She looks frustrated and somewhat at a loss when she finally looks over.]

No, of course, I know it's just--I barely know what to do with myself at this point to be honest. I appreciate the offer, I really do. It's just...nothing I've ever prepared myself to deal with.

Once you die you're supposed to stay dead and dealing with your death is left to those still alive. But I'm here on this ship and without Pietro--[Her voice breaks, and she almost swears in frustration for it. Wanda takes a deep, steadying breath.]--it's just a great deal more complicated and difficult.