The gesture is touching, reassuring. Steve lets out a long breath and nods after a moment.
"Sorry. I'm not usually...I try not to let it bother me. I just want to do more. I want to be that guy, you know? But I can't, and it's frustrating. And I don't mean like--oh why bother trying--I mean that guy literally got fixed. He's able to do all the things I wish I could, because they fixed everything that was wrong with me. So, I don't got that. But I'm takin' lessons. I'm getting stronger in my own way."
The walk downstairs and out is met with that same nagging feeling of being watched ever so briefly, but then they're out in the softly falling snow, and Steve can't help but to smile.
"I shouldn't complain to you, though. You've managed damn well. I gotta try my best too."
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Date: 2015-12-22 06:55 pm (UTC)"Sorry. I'm not usually...I try not to let it bother me. I just want to do more. I want to be that guy, you know? But I can't, and it's frustrating. And I don't mean like--oh why bother trying--I mean that guy literally got fixed. He's able to do all the things I wish I could, because they fixed everything that was wrong with me. So, I don't got that. But I'm takin' lessons. I'm getting stronger in my own way."
The walk downstairs and out is met with that same nagging feeling of being watched ever so briefly, but then they're out in the softly falling snow, and Steve can't help but to smile.
"I shouldn't complain to you, though. You've managed damn well. I gotta try my best too."