He remembers a distant planet and stars, he remembers - not a sense of peace but a sense of understanding and...
It's a sign. In it's own way. Haunted by those fucking octopi. Something noble yet...yet...There's a cat's head on it and as he watches it scuttle and nest in her hair he laughs.
It's a genuine warm laugh, "It's so us. Both of them." He will bury the feelings that HYDRA is good and this is a sign, for her, because she is his reason now. That's what this sign means. Let it go.
Let the statue that haunts his dreams begone.
The haunted look leaves his eyes at that and he offers the puppy, sleepy and wriggling his paws in the air despite being supported, to the kitten to sniff, "...What do you want to call it?"
He wants to hold Kara suddenly, desperately, with their animals in their arms. A lifeline made of flesh.
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It's a sign. In it's own way. Haunted by those fucking octopi. Something noble yet...yet...There's a cat's head on it and as he watches it scuttle and nest in her hair he laughs.
It's a genuine warm laugh, "It's so us. Both of them." He will bury the feelings that HYDRA is good and this is a sign, for her, because she is his reason now. That's what this sign means. Let it go.
Let the statue that haunts his dreams begone.
The haunted look leaves his eyes at that and he offers the puppy, sleepy and wriggling his paws in the air despite being supported, to the kitten to sniff, "...What do you want to call it?"
He wants to hold Kara suddenly, desperately, with their animals in their arms. A lifeline made of flesh.