Sam didn't seem to be on guard with him, not in the sense of keeping him in his seat. If anything, the other man seemed intent on watching him as much as he was, and he knew that their proximity made this entire ride (however long it would be) very dangerous. Already, the bond was a blanket of warmth at the edge of his mind, creeping closer to cover him entirely if he wasn't on guard.
He shrugged at the mention of flickering, aware that there had been more than once where his injures had been discussed in a manner that made experimentation dangerous. He wasn't used up entirely, so they went ahead. If he died, he would still have been of brief use.
"Surviving is in my nature, so maybe you should have tried a little harder to get off'd." He sighed and leaned his head back against the truck, watching Steve being all distant across from them. "Maybe, or they'll recapture me. I am a medical miracle."
Slowly, curious as much as tired, he mentally reached for Sam. There was that spot he ignored most of the time in his consciousness, like a string that tugged on him from time-to-time. He mentally touched on it and stiffened at the warmth that flooded his body.
That might have been what coming home felt like. He wouldn't know; he'd never felt it before.
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Sam didn't seem to be on guard with him, not in the sense of keeping him in his seat. If anything, the other man seemed intent on watching him as much as he was, and he knew that their proximity made this entire ride (however long it would be) very dangerous. Already, the bond was a blanket of warmth at the edge of his mind, creeping closer to cover him entirely if he wasn't on guard.
He shrugged at the mention of flickering, aware that there had been more than once where his injures had been discussed in a manner that made experimentation dangerous. He wasn't used up entirely, so they went ahead. If he died, he would still have been of brief use.
"Surviving is in my nature, so maybe you should have tried a little harder to get off'd." He sighed and leaned his head back against the truck, watching Steve being all distant across from them. "Maybe, or they'll recapture me. I am a medical miracle."
Slowly, curious as much as tired, he mentally reached for Sam. There was that spot he ignored most of the time in his consciousness, like a string that tugged on him from time-to-time. He mentally touched on it and stiffened at the warmth that flooded his body.
That might have been what coming home felt like. He wouldn't know; he'd never felt it before.