When Vision was born, if that's what it could truly be called, he knew little of the world, and what humans were really like. He'd seen glimpses in the minds of others, and scanned databases of information on the internet, but he preferred by far the view of the world that he saw when learning from the mind of one Wanda Maximoff.
Wanda was the only one in the world who could see inside Vision's head, understand his true thoughts and intentions. She was the only one who truly trusted him, he was sure of it. And it was obvious to him that she loved him. They had shared their feelings with each other after she was rescued from the prison she'd been kept in. It was a long road, full of awkward moments and apologies, but it was worth every baby step to get to where they were today.
Vision had spent days exploring almost every corner of Wanda's mind. He'd seen almost every memory. There was very little that she kept from him. He was constantly in awe of every aspect of the way that Wanda observed and interacted with the world, and the people within it. She was fascinating.
Something about Wanda's mind was different than others Vision had observed. He found that he treasured this difference, and that it made him love her even more, if that was at all possible. Yet, still, an echo of words he heard in Steve's memories nagged at him. Agent Hill had one said "he's fast, and she's weird".
Weird? Vision scanned the internet quickly. He wasn't sure he liked how that particular word was defined. He also wasn't sure how it could be ascribed to the love of his life.
