[ Hesitation slides against his senses, waxing and waning as Ren struggles with his indecision. Perhaps he's regretting coming here. Why would he seek any kind of solace from him, after all? They might've worked together, but the forced alliance never brought either of them happiness.
So, he's surprised when Ren opens the floodgates, mind suddenly awash with images and conversations. In the midst of the rush, he's grateful he did it this way– speaking wouldn't convey all the information. Though, that doesn't stop the difficulty of trying to hang onto his own consciousness and thoughts.
When the connection ends, he's gripping the edge of the bed tightly, letting out a slow shaky breath.
He knows where Sam's indiscretion stemmed from. Knows it easily and it feels like a he's being suffocated by the consequence. ]
It wasn't Steve. [ Regardless of his discomfort, he lifts his head, looking directly at Ren, expression skirting unease. ]
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So, he's surprised when Ren opens the floodgates, mind suddenly awash with images and conversations. In the midst of the rush, he's grateful he did it this way– speaking wouldn't convey all the information. Though, that doesn't stop the difficulty of trying to hang onto his own consciousness and thoughts.
When the connection ends, he's gripping the edge of the bed tightly, letting out a slow shaky breath.
He knows where Sam's indiscretion stemmed from. Knows it easily and it feels like a he's being suffocated by the consequence. ]
It wasn't Steve. [ Regardless of his discomfort, he lifts his head, looking directly at Ren, expression skirting unease. ]