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[ She'll get a response a couple of days later, once he's awake for long enough to check his Fluid.

He won't sound great when she picks up, but he's alive at least, and worried for her in turn. ]

Wanda, I'm here, I'm all right. If you -- [ He coughs and clears his throat. ] -- if you mean your powers are gone, you're not alone. [ Very distantly, he can remember the feeling of Jean-Paul falling out of the sky like a stone. He hasn't tried yet for many reasons, but he can only assume the feeling of heaviness that pulls at him in Rapture means his own abilities are also gone. ]

Are you okay? Where are you?

[ it's a strange transition, but even with the passage of several days, wanda still doesn't feel quite right in her skin, not when she's lost the one thing that's proven to keep her steady. most nights, she shakes, though it's little to do with cold, and it's been a trial to resist the temptation of those things — plasmids, they call them.

but she does, holding back on that dependency, because she's had dana and kai to look to while she's been here, two of the many she's still hoping to find.

when she gets kurt's call, she releases a breath she feels she's been holding for days. ]

Kurt. [ he's there. he's alive. ] I'm — I'm alright. Better now. [ at least she's not panicking anymore, even if she's not exactly without constant worry fluttering at the surface of her mind. ] I've been staying in one of the rooms of the apartments. Lying low, mostly. But, um ... it — it hasn't easy. [ it's not even about the survival, but that loss of a piece of her that had taken such a big space. if she's struggling, she knows she isn't the only one. ] It's all gone for you, too, isn't it?

Ja, I think so. I haven't tried.. but Jean-Paul has lost everything, so I can only assume that it's the same for me. You're -- are you okay?

[ The concern is clear in his voice; it's far from the first time he's been deprived of his abilities and it's no longer something that frightens him, but he remembers a little of what Wanda had told him about having hers forcibly taken from her in her own world, and it's not difficult to imagine how disturbing it might be to be back in that place. ]

I'm — yeah, I'm okay.

[ not really, but she's as best as she could be, considering the circumstances, and maybe a bit better than she had been when she'd first arrived. still, the worry and concern is evident in her voice, quiet through the fluid's speaker. ]

I'm a little scared, truthfully. I haven't felt this ... vulnerable in a long time. All those moments spent wondering if it'd be better not having my powers, scared of losing control, and now — now I'm a bit terrified that it's all gone.

I know how you feel. [ There's definitely a bitter sort of irony of losing his teleportation through no fault of his own just when he's gotten used to the idea of using it again. ] It can be hard to get used to the idea of.. who you are, otherwise. Without them.

But. I'm here for you, Wanda, if you need me.

[ who you are, otherwise. it'd taken everything in her to accept that piece of her over the past several months, how it'd been the only thing she had when she'd become translucent, a ghost with no touch save for the power within her. and now she was left to learn all over again.

she knows it must be even more difficult for someone like kurt who's had it all much longer than she has. ]

I know. [ she says quietly, a sadness in the smile she keeps to herself. ] And I'm here too, Kurt. Always. We'll get through this.

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