[ thomas considers it for a moment, turning those words and the sense of certainty from william through the empathy bond over in his mind. (in his heart, too.)
on the tailend of feeling lonely, missing bucky, he finds himself at a crossroad —he could let the loss be a prompt to avoid further pain, to withdraw, or he could grasp for what is offered, what he still has.
he's lived a life in the shadows before, barely living, little more than a ghost in his own life. he knows better now and the words as much as his own growing certainty in response send joy through him, piercing. ]
Yes, [ he responds after a moment, lips quirking up a little finally. ] quite right.
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on the tailend of feeling lonely, missing bucky, he finds himself at a crossroad —he could let the loss be a prompt to avoid further pain, to withdraw, or he could grasp for what is offered, what he still has.
he's lived a life in the shadows before, barely living, little more than a ghost in his own life. he knows better now and the words as much as his own growing certainty in response send joy through him, piercing. ]
Yes, [ he responds after a moment, lips quirking up a little finally. ] quite right.