[ Everything that Wanda says is almost a mirror of her own insecurities- her own experiences and it causes Jean to stare for a moment before there's just the faintest of tugs for a smile at her lips; it's to show she understands, not that she finds it amusing. ]

Yeah. You sure hit the nail on the head there. [ She glances down then. ] I get worried about actually letting go and hurting someone because...

[ She pauses here and chews on her lower lip, brows furrowed. She wonders if she should say anything, about what she felt when she blew apart Apocalypse with her mind and how pleased she felt for being able to do so... how she felt there was more where that came from. She's only just started talking to Wanda and to have her look at her differently or even feel concerned about her-- about what might be going on somewhere in her head... that's a sure way to not make a friend. ]

...it's not always easy to control. [ True enough. ] I did once, manage to control it when I let go but I'm still worried about doing it again. It's so much sometimes to feel.