[ His hands linger on her shoulders, only just, but not light enough to be the brush of the wind. This is real. She's here, he's her shadow. The rest of this station can speak for itself, as can the planet below. ]
They're both here.
[ The people they both lost are alive and well. Steve has his own battle to fight and Diana her own minefield when she returns to the apartment, but Bruce can stave it off for the time being. ]
What do you remember?
[ Structure, always, for disorientation. Her confession was for his ears alone, and as she thought he takes it and keeps it away, safely. ]
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They're both here.
[ The people they both lost are alive and well. Steve has his own battle to fight and Diana her own minefield when she returns to the apartment, but Bruce can stave it off for the time being. ]
What do you remember?
[ Structure, always, for disorientation. Her confession was for his ears alone, and as she thought he takes it and keeps it away, safely. ]