Removing the pillow from her head, she clutches it to her chest and roughly rolls onto her side to face him. While it's sadly lost his hand on her hip, she suspects that it'll be back soon. Bucky doesn't seem like he's incapable of not touching her, even if Wanda thinks that assumption feels arrogant. And if he doesn't, she's more than comfortable now in putting his hand back on her hip.

She furrows her brows tightly as she regards him, still hugging her pillow. It acts as a nice little defence against everything he's exposed to her this evening. "How long have you been feeling this way?"