[ wanda took silent note of how hux made sure not to use force; meanwhile buffy wasted no time. (she sort of liked that about her, even if that kind of thing could get you in trouble as often as it could save you in this town. buffy had... what did rhodey call it? moxxie.)

but— hell, she cringed as she heard the tell-tale crunch of bones breaking. she wished she could be surprised by the fact buffy's boot was stuck to the door, but leave it to beacon.

even daylight beacon. ]

Damn it— here, let me help you...

[ she slides between hux and buffy to get close to her imprisoned leg and ascertain the damage, the best angle from which she can assist. it would be one thing to use her powers to try to extract everything in one piece, away from the door, but not with what she suspects is a severely injured foot. ]

If you have any medical training, speak up,

[ wanda says over her shoulder to hux, before focusing her attention back on buffy. ]

I am Wanda, by the way, and I'm going to pull your foot free, gently, alright?

[ she unzips the offending boot and slowly draws buffy's foot back from the ankle, careful not to touch lower for the moment. ]