[ When Steve's mind brushes against his, there's a sensation like a sigh of relief, something clicking back into place. Flickers of emotion slip through - a jumble of worry, gratitude, affection, happiness - before he manages to wrangle his shields back into place. Though he maybe focuses on their connection a little more than he might've before, because damn it's good to feel that again. ]
(Sleep well?)
[ Underneath his words and a hint of wry humor in return, there's an unspoken question: where are you? mixed with can I come? ]
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( Sleep well? )
[ Underneath his words and a hint of wry humor in return, there's an unspoken question: where are you? mixed with can I come? ]