[It's so easy to sink back into their link. Like putting on a familiar jacket. Or shrugging into his armor all over again. It's not quite relaxation, but it's close. Leaning into the contact again.]
(Where is everyone else?)
[He doesn't need to say names. Sam knows. Knows who exactly he means -- Elena, Bucky. And with a flash of crackling uncertainty:]
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(Where is everyone else?)
[He doesn't need to say names. Sam knows. Knows who exactly he means -- Elena, Bucky. And with a flash of crackling uncertainty:]
(I can't hear Pidge.)