[ The unspoken word resonates, seeping into the foundation of his shields, both sun-soaked and cool like a perfect summer afternoon back home. Intermingled as they are, he can't help the deep sense of wanting that permeates in that instant. Not for that specific moment or place in his memory, but to share it with Sam. ]
(Yeah, I can.) [ His answer is a second delayed and flushed with self-conscious, muted surprise. But he feels the Nest turning quiet around them. He tries to shift his focus back to that.
Thick, interconnected steel-like walls surround them - his visual manifestation of shields. ]
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( Yeah, I can. ) [ His answer is a second delayed and flushed with self-conscious, muted surprise. But he feels the Nest turning quiet around them. He tries to shift his focus back to that.
Thick, interconnected steel-like walls surround them - his visual manifestation of shields. ]