[It's true, of course. It's as true of losing Bucky here as it was of not being able to account for those back home--or of being a world away from someone else in the middle of a war.
William's breath comes carefully, fingers shifting to catch delicate hold of the closest bit of jacket or slacks. The point of connection is small, delicate, but it helps immensely with continuing to feel centered in the moment.]
Admittedly. [And the universe does look cold and unforgiving, twirling past the window--but it feels warm and solid and safe just here, with these light little connections to the person standing next to him.] I've a good feeling, all the same.
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Date: 2020-12-29 06:04 pm (UTC)William's breath comes carefully, fingers shifting to catch delicate hold of the closest bit of jacket or slacks. The point of connection is small, delicate, but it helps immensely with continuing to feel centered in the moment.]
Admittedly. [And the universe does look cold and unforgiving, twirling past the window--but it feels warm and solid and safe just here, with these light little connections to the person standing next to him.] I've a good feeling, all the same.