[ He doesn't know if he should bring it up. They're still trying to get back to something besides what they had been on that bridge, what they'd become when Steve had been on his knees and had thrown down his shield, but if he doesn't give just a little, they're never going to make it somewhere other than this awkward back and forth they've achieved. When Steve sits, it's almost heavy, and there's silence for at least a solid minute before he decides to tackle it. ]
This is the second time I've woken up to things being different. [ Not so drastically as being seventy years in the future, but there hadn't been any control over it. ] I'm glad you're still here.
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This is the second time I've woken up to things being different. [ Not so drastically as being seventy years in the future, but there hadn't been any control over it. ] I'm glad you're still here.