"I do like the way the wind howls through the trees," he agrees, folding his arms and bumping shoulders with her gently.

He freezes at that. The last thing he remembers is seeing most of his friends fall apart into dust. Including Wanda. It'd been so good to see her that he'd just pushed the illogic of it into the back of his head along with all the rest of the illogic from this place.

"Thanos," he says eventually, not wanting to mess with the timeline if she's from earlier.