God- fuck, he doesn't know what to say to that. What the hell was Dove thinking? He's gotten stronger, yes, but Falcon couldn't do it, and-
"Dove- I'm- made for this," he says, voice far more unsteady than he'd like, "and I failed, why-"
He failed. He failed.
"I failed," he says, dread rising again without his input, and his head snaps up, looking around at the others for an answer. "Where is he- what else did he do while I was out- I-"
What kind of weapon is he if he can't do what he was made to do?
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God- fuck, he doesn't know what to say to that. What the hell was Dove thinking? He's gotten stronger, yes, but Falcon couldn't do it, and-
"Dove- I'm- made for this," he says, voice far more unsteady than he'd like, "and I failed, why-"
He failed. He failed.
"I failed," he says, dread rising again without his input, and his head snaps up, looking around at the others for an answer. "Where is he- what else did he do while I was out- I-"
What kind of weapon is he if he can't do what he was made to do?