"We all forgot someone."
Bayonetta looked coldly at the Scarlet Witch. The powerful Red-haired Witch's cheeks were now almost as red as her hair, because the Witch always brought up such private matters without the slightest restraint in front of her. "You were very close to her, Wanda," the Witch said. "Have you heard anything about Natasha Romanoff lately?"
"No." Wanda shook her head.
Although she had not formally joined the Avengers, that did not mean she had a poor relationship with its members. Most of the time, Salomon had no time to manage her daily life, and Miss Dinah, her life assistant, had plenty to do as well. Only Natasha Romanoff, who was also a woman and lived in New York State, could help her with many everyday problems—getting a driver's license, withdrawing money from the bank, little things like that. Naturally, she and Wanda had become familiar with one another.
Although her relationship with Tony Stark was still not particularly good, Wanda Maximoff no longer resisted interacting with the Avengers, a group made up of Americans. She did not mind participating in some Avengers activities and using her powers—Pietro's advice was that staying in the Penthouse Apartment all the time would cause problems for both mind and body. She noticed that Pietro's attitude toward Tony Stark had softened, which troubled her, but she knew that the person who had truly made mistakes was not the man named Stark, and she did not need to draw strength from hatred.
As time passed, the resentment between them no longer ran so deep. She even had a room at the Avengers base, right next to Natasha Romanoff's. Late-night conversations between women always pushed the boundaries, and Natasha Romanoff was no exception. Those topics always made Wanda blush.
Perhaps because Salomon had