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[ Sam is good at this. Pushing down his own hurt and focusing on others, being the rock they need. And it's nothing he resents either - makes it easier for him to handle his own grief, to push it under like this, instead of letting himself get pulled under.

Besides, for once he has someone who holds him up, too. Sam is strangely relieved that he'll get to go home to that tonight. ​]

I don't know.

[ The admission pains him, because Sam hates flying blind like that when it comes to this kind of scale. It's a recipe for disaster. ]

We got to make deals in our dreams. Ain't exactly the kinda shit where you get to read the fine print. And Viveca feeds us what she's programmed to say. Can't imagine she can do more than that.

[ Sam licks his lips. ]

She claims we can't go into the north wing because at best those orbs would drive us mad or hurt us. There's apparently special ways to contain them up there.

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( They don't know how right Viv is about that, they don't know what's coming. Still, even without knowing, only sure of what he's heard of their last mission, it does make a kind of sense. He contained the Infinity Stones in a specialized chamber to assemble the gauntlet, after all, not knowing what would happen once they were placed. So Tony sighs, wets his lips, and sits back again. )

When I came aboard for the "time heist", after time team number one conducted some very, ah, questionable experiments in time travel... I told Steve that I didn't want us to die trying. Part of, of keeping what we gained meant us too, our lives.

( Tony says it so vehemently he looks like he shocks himself, but proceeds, insistent: )

Natasha and I, we should have made it. I want Yelena to have her sister back, and I want to see my family again, at the end of all this. That's it.