Not so frightening now, when even the sound of the door closing makes her flinch. Still, Wanda makes herself sit up straighter and try not to look as at the end of her rope or as overwhelmed as she feels. She hadn't been expecting such a large operation, else she probably would have just filed the building away as something interesting, but far too risky to approach.

Even the outerwear here seems to have a will of its own. Wanda can't sense a mind, of course, but there's power there. It would be unsettling if something about the Cloak wasn't so adorable.

"Can you?" Whatever plans she'd had have gone totally out the window by now; this is far more than she'd bargained for. Maybe she should have known better when she couldn't get a firm sense on any minds in the building from the outside.

"I felt something. Something like me, but...not." It sounds so underwhelming, now that she's apparently thrown an entire organization into disarray. She'd wanted help, or a friend, or someone else who might understand. "What is this place?"