A part of Steve knows it even as he's listening to Nebula deliver her intel on Thanos. Listening to Carol's confidence in carrying out the assault on the Titan. But Tony's outburst at Steve has only pried open wounds he's been digging into his own chest for weeks now. No one, not even Blaze and Ghost, have been able to keep Steve grounded in the present. His guilt is a living entity that eats away at him. In a sense, nothing Tony can say to him is worse than what he's already been telling himself.
And if he's as desperate to prove Tony wrong about him as he is to shut up the roots of self doubt that have twined desperately around his heart, well. It keeps him from second guessing himself when he stands tall and gives the Order. Natasha's hand seeks out his and squeezes it gently while they both duck their heads to board the Benatar.
"Who here hasn't been to space?" Rocket calls out once everyone's had a chance to strap in. Despite how queasy he looks Bruce shrugs while Rhodey and Natasha raise their hands. A Look passes between all of them when Steve remains still.
"Been to Venus." Steve mutters quietly. "A version of it, at any rate. Blaze needed a hand with one of her patrols." The answer appeases Natasha, while Rhodey and Bruce both mouth 'a version of it?' to each other while Rocket grunts from his seat.
"You better not throw up on my ship."
"At least no one's shooting at us while we go, this time." Bruce mutters darkly just before they Jump. This time it's Steve's hands that reach out and take both Natasha's and Rhodey's to hold in a steady grip. Any other time he'd be thrilled to even catch so much as a glimpse of space. A look back at the Earth. Anything. Right now, it's hardly worth even thinking about. Only one thought breaks through the buzz in the back of Steve's head.
Thanos.
Quietly, Steve hopes beyond all reason that Carol is as strong as she claims to be. They lost against the mad titan with a much stronger force than they're bringing to The Garden once. What they're trying now is suicide on paper. But if this is the day they die then Steve's more than willing to go out swinging.
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A part of Steve knows it even as he's listening to Nebula deliver her intel on Thanos. Listening to Carol's confidence in carrying out the assault on the Titan. But Tony's outburst at Steve has only pried open wounds he's been digging into his own chest for weeks now. No one, not even Blaze and Ghost, have been able to keep Steve grounded in the present. His guilt is a living entity that eats away at him. In a sense, nothing Tony can say to him is worse than what he's already been telling himself.
And if he's as desperate to prove Tony wrong about him as he is to shut up the roots of self doubt that have twined desperately around his heart, well. It keeps him from second guessing himself when he stands tall and gives the Order. Natasha's hand seeks out his and squeezes it gently while they both duck their heads to board the Benatar.
"Who here hasn't been to space?" Rocket calls out once everyone's had a chance to strap in. Despite how queasy he looks Bruce shrugs while Rhodey and Natasha raise their hands. A Look passes between all of them when Steve remains still.
"Been to Venus." Steve mutters quietly. "A version of it, at any rate. Blaze needed a hand with one of her patrols." The answer appeases Natasha, while Rhodey and Bruce both mouth 'a version of it?' to each other while Rocket grunts from his seat.
"You better not throw up on my ship."
"At least no one's shooting at us while we go, this time." Bruce mutters darkly just before they Jump. This time it's Steve's hands that reach out and take both Natasha's and Rhodey's to hold in a steady grip. Any other time he'd be thrilled to even catch so much as a glimpse of space. A look back at the Earth. Anything. Right now, it's hardly worth even thinking about. Only one thought breaks through the buzz in the back of Steve's head.
Thanos.
Quietly, Steve hopes beyond all reason that Carol is as strong as she claims to be. They lost against the mad titan with a much stronger force than they're bringing to The Garden once. What they're trying now is suicide on paper. But if this is the day they die then Steve's more than willing to go out swinging.