[ Despite the words, he says it mildly. He agrees, certainly, but not with the spite he might have utilized a handful of hours earlier. ]
Still. Should’ve known better.
[ He falls quiet after that, contemplating the contents of his mug. The gears in his head are still audibly turning, still juddering with false starts and resets, until he lets out a slow breath. ]
Thanks for. [ A beat. ] You know. [ A vague gesture made small by his injuries. ]
I mean, I know it was just, like. A practical thing. [ Because leaving Peter behind risked the whole operation. ] But still, I, uh. Appreciate it.
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[ Despite the words, he says it mildly. He agrees, certainly, but not with the spite he might have utilized a handful of hours earlier. ]
Still. Should’ve known better.
[ He falls quiet after that, contemplating the contents of his mug. The gears in his head are still audibly turning, still juddering with false starts and resets, until he lets out a slow breath. ]
Thanks for. [ A beat. ] You know. [ A vague gesture made small by his injuries. ]
I mean, I know it was just, like. A practical thing. [ Because leaving Peter behind risked the whole operation. ] But still, I, uh. Appreciate it.