Wanda Maximoff had been in meditation, preparing for a particularly strenuous spell. She sat in a lotus position four feet off the ground. She took in a breath and let it out slowly. In mid-exhale one of the roses in the courtyard started trilling.

The Scarlet Witch slowly opened her eyes as a squeaky voice screamed a warning about in-salted Nazis attacking the Avengers. She frowned slightly as the spell's vocal transmutation. She wasn't sure who was calling for help, but if the Avengers needed it, Wanda would not ignore it.

She calmly set her feet on the basalt pavers and grabbed the rose. "I'll be right there," she told the two-way communications spell before she strode toward her inner sanctum before a quick jaunt to the Mansion.