[ There's a moment where the ghost of his former self flickers back up, where he wants to remember their last conversation with Tony asking him questions, and get pissy about it. But it's tempered by too much time and the echoes of too many people in his mind, and it's gone before it's even fully there.
He's not gonna say it doesn't matter, but... it doesn't really matter, at least not right now. Not to him.
That doesn't mean he's not paranoid, though. He trusts Tony - he wants to trust Tony, there'll always be a part of him that trusts Tony - but he doesn't trust this place, or who might be watching.
Sam's maybe gotten a little more paranoid these days. ]
Yeah. Our lives, huh? There some way a little more private we can catch up?
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He's not gonna say it doesn't matter, but... it doesn't really matter, at least not right now. Not to him.
That doesn't mean he's not paranoid, though. He trusts Tony - he wants to trust Tony, there'll always be a part of him that trusts Tony - but he doesn't trust this place, or who might be watching.
Sam's maybe gotten a little more paranoid these days. ]
Yeah. Our lives, huh? There some way a little more private we can catch up?