[He mulls that over for a long moment, then reaches out to tug the box open and peer inside. The moment passes once he's considered the cake, and he retrieves his spoon from the mocha he'd been stirring to take a bite.
....
Nice.]
Okay, I feel sufficiently bribed. I don't really know what I could tell you that you haven't heard from him, though- probably just another sob story about how horribly traumatized I am.
[He chews absently on the tip of the spoon; he should probably be alarmed by the levelness of his voice there, or alarmed that he's not alarmed, or... just worried in general. His mother would have a few things to say about this, he knows. Maybe he's just numb to this crap or something.
...No, that's not it either.]
...I don't know what to say. It was a horror movie. Literally. It's not like before, where the battle just... ends and everyone goes home. They were gonna kill us if the virus didn't get cured. Everyone, sick or not. And people were dying. People were... eating each other. And we didn't have our powers, we were just in the way. We should've gone home, but we stayed because that's what Avengers do, and I had this stupid idea to go out for supplies, and we went too far, and then I got bitten, and I- I bit Teddy, and-
[He stops there, eyes lowered, letting his spoon clink against the table. Suddenly he's not very hungry anymore. He can't remember that part, can't remember anything after the first several hours, but sometimes it's like he can taste flesh and blood instead of whatever's really in his mouth.
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....
Nice.]
Okay, I feel sufficiently bribed. I don't really know what I could tell you that you haven't heard from him, though- probably just another sob story about how horribly traumatized I am.
[He chews absently on the tip of the spoon; he should probably be alarmed by the levelness of his voice there, or alarmed that he's not alarmed, or... just worried in general. His mother would have a few things to say about this, he knows. Maybe he's just numb to this crap or something.
...No, that's not it either.]
...I don't know what to say. It was a horror movie. Literally. It's not like before, where the battle just... ends and everyone goes home. They were gonna kill us if the virus didn't get cured. Everyone, sick or not. And people were dying. People were... eating each other. And we didn't have our powers, we were just in the way. We should've gone home, but we stayed because that's what Avengers do, and I had this stupid idea to go out for supplies, and we went too far, and then I got bitten, and I- I bit Teddy, and-
[He stops there, eyes lowered, letting his spoon clink against the table. Suddenly he's not very hungry anymore. He can't remember that part, can't remember anything after the first several hours, but sometimes it's like he can taste flesh and blood instead of whatever's really in his mouth.
It seems he'd had quite a lot to say after all.]