[ Sam's heard enough stories about DUM-E and U to believe this, truth be told. Between them and himself and whatever Shuri has in her workshops in Wakanda, Redwing probably never had the best role models, and something about that just gives Sam uttery joy and glee. Redwing's the best and most trustworthy little bird up in the sky. And a little shit, just like he should be. ]
I don't gotta tell you this ain't looking good. Might not get better either.
[ If necrosis sets in...
Sam's careful when cleaning the area, touches tentative and light. Everything about the wound is delicate. His dark eyes meet Tony's, serious and brief, before dropping down to the task at hand. Sam's nothing if not professional about that - and Tony knows he can trust him not to bullshit on this either. Sam's not the kinda guy who will downplay anything but his own hurt. ]
Where does feeling start?
[ 'Cause he winced when he sat back against his hurt shoulder, but not when he rubbed his wrist. And Sam has seen enough horrors on battlefields, worked on enough of them, to know where this might well be headed. ]
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I don't gotta tell you this ain't looking good. Might not get better either.
[ If necrosis sets in...
Sam's careful when cleaning the area, touches tentative and light. Everything about the wound is delicate. His dark eyes meet Tony's, serious and brief, before dropping down to the task at hand. Sam's nothing if not professional about that - and Tony knows he can trust him not to bullshit on this either. Sam's not the kinda guy who will downplay anything but his own hurt. ]
Where does feeling start?
[ 'Cause he winced when he sat back against his hurt shoulder, but not when he rubbed his wrist. And Sam has seen enough horrors on battlefields, worked on enough of them, to know where this might well be headed. ]