( wanda gratefully reaches for the mug, holding it in her hands. )

He made me jog this morning with him, ( she starts to complain, mumbled, ) because he said I missed too many of his classes.

( there is something about the twins, of how close they are, and just how overprotective pietro is of her. in his own way, he's trying to look after her, make sure she gets in her cardio; he is the type of person that thinks jogging can cure any malaise.

she sighs softly into the brim of the cup, and takes a quick sip, glancing out the window. )

Doesn't look like it'll stop any time soon.