Steve expects a little time in Sam's look. One of those six month stares that says you don't know what I've been through. He's obviously been here at least a little while, and he's from further in the future than Steve is, anyway.
What he gets, though, feels like about a thousand years. His eyebrows draw down together over his nose in concern. What's happened to him?
After a moment, Sam processes - something he's always been good at - and strides towards Steve, meeting him in the middle. Steve wraps his arms around Sam and near lifts him off his feet. He'll have to tell him that he's seen Nat. That she's alive.
But first things first.
"Sometime you'll tell me what's happened to you, right?" he asks quietly, cupping the back of Sam's head for a moment like he's the most precious thing in the universe.
still perfect, hush you, lol
What he gets, though, feels like about a thousand years. His eyebrows draw down together over his nose in concern. What's happened to him?
After a moment, Sam processes - something he's always been good at - and strides towards Steve, meeting him in the middle. Steve wraps his arms around Sam and near lifts him off his feet. He'll have to tell him that he's seen Nat. That she's alive.
But first things first.
"Sometime you'll tell me what's happened to you, right?" he asks quietly, cupping the back of Sam's head for a moment like he's the most precious thing in the universe.