"Wanda."

The brunette turned around, a slightly puzzled look on her face.

"Your calculations?"

"Oh! Yes, thank you, Hank." Wanda grasped the paper and hurried away before he could ask any questions. She knew if she wanted to find the blue monster, she was going to have to figure out where his little hide out was, exactly. So, she'd sent the rest of the day doing just that. With a little—okay a lot, of help from Hank. He was one of the stuntmen, but he was very good with figures.

Wanda was highly grateful to him, because with his latest calculations she was positive she could find where the yellow-eyed demon was. Then, she would ask him her questions.

After that….she wasn't sure what was going to happen. She hadn't thought that far.

And now, wandering through pitch black tunnels and feeling very lost despite the map she'd drawn, Wanda wasn't sure if she wanted to. It would be very easy to murder someone in a place like this…

"Don't be stupid, Wanda. You're overthinking things. When did you start being so nervous?" she shook herself, lifting her chin and bravely marching on, trying not to let her hand shake that was holding the torch.

"Ow!" she pulled back from the wooden wall she'd smacked into, rubbing her forehead and glancing down at her paper.

This wasn't supposed to be a dead end.

She ran her fingers against the grains on the wood, trying to find a possible handle or opening…

"Are you looking for me?"

Wanda jumped, dropping her torch and spinning around, coming face to face with those large yellow eyes. "I…" All the words went completely out of her head.

A long, blue tail flashed down and grasped the torch, holding it out to Wanda. "I boarded it up here, so people can't find me. Unless you know how to teleport."

Wanda gingerly took the torch, unsure if she should thank him or not. If he would be rude to shine the light on him to see him better. She still didn't know what to say.

Kurt watched her for a long moment, tail swishing thoughtfully. She seemed nervous still—he wasn't surprised considering her reaction yesterday. But she also seemed sort of…curious. And no doubt she'd come here to find him, not go for a stroll. "Do you want to go inside?"

Wanda only managed a tight nod, and by the time she blinked, they were in the small room she remembered.

Sort of.

This time it wasn't as terrifying.

Because as she gazed around, she noticed it was more cosy then…terrifying. The TV was even playing an old black and white swashbuckling movie.

She stopped glancing around, her eyes snapping to the blue creature in front of her. To her surprise, he was standing tall like…like a man, watching her still with his large yellow eyes. Despite his appearance, he felt…very human. Like she'd thought about the person who's written the diary.

"There's a place I like to go…when I need to think." He murmured when she still said nothing, just stared at him. "I can take you there…if you're not afraid of heights."

Wanda shook her head and then they were gone, and she nearly got a heart attack because less than a moment later they were on top of the opera house roof.

Kurt grabbed her arm rather quickly so she didn't fall off, waiting until she had her balance before letting go and settling down, tucking his tail around himself.

It was then that Wanda turned, noticing the sun setting on the horizon, splashing orange and pink against the clouds. "It's beautiful." She whispered under her breath, sitting down herself. The questions that she'd wanted to ask him were gone, she sat there quietly, watching the sunset and occasionally flicking the blue monster beside her a glance.

"I wanted to ask you….about what's happening." She murmured as the sun sunk lower and lower and she was finally able to piece her thoughts and feelings together. Somewhat.

Kurt glanced over at her finally. He'd let her think, let her ponder…obviously she needed it. And…the silence between them had actually been peaceful. Comforting, just having someone sitting there with him. Not screaming or running away, just sitting quietly… "But?" he prompted.

"I need to apologise." Wanda hesitated, meeting his yellow gaze. "For…my reaction yesterday. You're not a monster—I mean." She quickly corrected herself. "I know you look like one but…you're not. Monsters don't hide away from everyone and go on the roof and watch the sunset, and write journals, or watch Zorro." She quieted. "Monsters don't feel lonely."

Kurt blinked at her, unsure what to say. She was sorry…for being scared of him. She was telling him he wasn't a monster after nearly screaming at his appearance yesterday. Did she want something? "That's okay." This time, it was him who was speechless.

"Really?"

Kurt nodded. "Why?"

"Because…because…" Wanda wasn't sure why. She just expected him to be…angry. But thinking about it now, looking at him now, she supposed that wasn't the type of person he was.

Yes, person.

"I don't bite." Kurt insisted, giving her a smile and showing his pointed teeth.

This made Wanda want to laugh. She smiled back.