[ The moment Wanda's eyes flutter, Hilda's hand draws back but she isn't quite quick enough to move away. Not because she doesn't possess the reflexes for it but because she's also tripped up by her embarrassment, the realization that she and Wanda's faces are closer than they've been before.

There's a distinct beat where Hilda hesitates and nearly doesn't get out of the way in time for Wanda to sit up. Thankfully she recovers as smoothly as she can. She's quick to join her on the couch with a laugh. ] 

Why are you apologizing, silly? I should be the one apologizing for waking you up. I think it was about as long as I was in the shower so not that long.

[ She reaches out for the mug on the table, holding it out to Wanda, her fingers lingering for a moment longer than they should before reaching for her own. There's a teasing grin on her face. ]

Who knew museums would be more tiring than Pietro's workout classes?