"I know." He remembers. Vividly, actually. Matt makes sure he's looking at the general direction of Tim before speaking. Even then, he feels a lump in his throat. Even then, he takes a small breath, a sharp inhale, before speaking.
"I know." It's all he can repeat. He knows Tim is good, but this is Claire's work, which means he must have been conscious enough to have asked for her. Good.
He has to be out there. He doesn't have time for this. He needs to be gathering up Intel. Information. Rattling cages.
He can hear Tim's whispers like they're shouts.
His hands move to curl around the other's jaw, as soft as he can. "You weren't supposed to find out," He says. He's afraid if he raises his voice some sort of spell will be lifted from the moment.
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Date: 2016-08-31 04:27 am (UTC)"I know." It's all he can repeat. He knows Tim is good, but this is Claire's work, which means he must have been conscious enough to have asked for her. Good.
He has to be out there. He doesn't have time for this. He needs to be gathering up Intel. Information. Rattling cages.
He can hear Tim's whispers like they're shouts.
His hands move to curl around the other's jaw, as soft as he can. "You weren't supposed to find out," He says. He's afraid if he raises his voice some sort of spell will be lifted from the moment.