[ Sam squeezes Steve's hand, unsure what to make of what he can feel in Steve's response except that it makes his chest hitch a little.
Yeah. Yeah, it's still me.
He can't be ashamed of it, even in his own mind. It's him, and most of it are things he's owned up to or things he's working on facing. It's not that he doesn't want Steve to see that side of him, it's just that...
It's just that Steve means a lot to him.
Sam scrambles a little as Steve starts to pull back from the connection, until he can find the edges of it himself to try to narrow it again - but his symbiote ability still flares to life without him quite meaning it to, trying to soothe Steve's headache away with a note of apology. ]
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Yeah. Yeah, it's still me.
He can't be ashamed of it, even in his own mind. It's him, and most of it are things he's owned up to or things he's working on facing. It's not that he doesn't want Steve to see that side of him, it's just that...
It's just that Steve means a lot to him.
Sam scrambles a little as Steve starts to pull back from the connection, until he can find the edges of it himself to try to narrow it again - but his symbiote ability still flares to life without him quite meaning it to, trying to soothe Steve's headache away with a note of apology. ]
( That, uh. That's not what usually happens. )