I made them with magic. [She hates that she feels the need to expand.] I carried them, gave birth to them, but the spell was flawed. They could only exist within the boundaries of the town we lived in.

[More or less. Wanda looks down at her hands, glad to see her fingertips are no longer stained black.]

I had to end it. But there are other universes where they exist. Born to different versions of me. I thought that I could... get to them, somehow, but it wasn't meant to be.

[She tries for some sort of silver lining.]

The multiverse is vast. My boys are living a thousand happy lives. It means that your Anya is, too.

[Just not with them, in this one.]