[ his heart skips a beat, and his eyes immediately focus on his friend's face. were. it's impossible to miss that past tense. he has no idea what the immediate backtracking means, but that one word continues to echo in his head, taunting him.
were.
were.
he wants to stop and shake steve, make him tell him what he means.
but can he take it?
so instead, he carefully stores it away, another rumpled piece shoved into the box in the back of his mind. it's already overflowing, when it cracks open, all hell will break loose. but for now, he answers the question. ]
Don't tell me falling off of moving trains becomes old hat.
[ it was pretty damn memorable to him, though he is frankly shocked he's around to remember it. steve went home. logically, that should mean steve is from the future, yet that's not a leap his mind is any condition to make, despite his acceptance of the reality that steve went home ]
/gets the tissues
were.
were.
he wants to stop and shake steve, make him tell him what he means.
but can he take it?
so instead, he carefully stores it away, another rumpled piece shoved into the box in the back of his mind. it's already overflowing, when it cracks open, all hell will break loose. but for now, he answers the question. ]
Don't tell me falling off of moving trains becomes old hat.
[ it was pretty damn memorable to him, though he is frankly shocked he's around to remember it. steve went home. logically, that should mean steve is from the future, yet that's not a leap his mind is any condition to make, despite his acceptance of the reality that steve went home ]