With Jean, they needed to maintain mutual respect and redefine their respective places, but there was no need for such formality with Wanda.
Daisy used a long-lost Eastern massage technique, giving her a comprehensive, no-dead-angle super massage from front to back and top to bottom.
After checking on the fetus's development, it was clear from the current situation that Jean was definitely ahead of Wanda.
With nothing better to do, Director Daisy was massaging Wanda when an extremely faint psychic fluctuation reached New Xandar. She had assumed it was looking for her, but unexpectedly, the signal was seeking Wanda.
"What is it?" She sensed it slightly. The fluctuation seemed to be a magical signal.
"Just now, it seemed like a very distant call was calling for me." Wanda looked up from her prenatal education book and toward the window.
"Who was it?" Daisy had not heard any call.
"It seemed to be some Sorcerer Supreme calling for me?" Wanda looked somewhat troubled. Holding the book, she raised her head to look at Daisy, seemingly seeking her opinion. In reality, she was afraid Daisy would bring up that theory again—that she needed more training and more battles to survive in the future.
She did not like fighting. Not even a little.
This time, Daisy was very open-minded. She hesitated for only a second. "Ignore it. Stay home and focus on the pregnancy."
"Mm, mm, I'll listen to you!" Wanda nodded repeatedly, happier than she could say.
Daisy had never told Wanda about the Time Stone, and at this stage, she had no interest in it either.
Wanda inherently disliked fighting. Under normal circumstances, Daisy could still use reasons like tempering herself to persuade her to give it a try, but now that she was pregnant, it was better to forget it.