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I don't know if anyone explained it to you, but time works differently here. Almost everyone from my world are years behind me in terms of what they know, even my friend. [ Bucky, most of all, and he's not sure if it would have been better if he'd shown up at some other point or not. He can't predict anything like that. ] So you're not the only one who will have to give it up. I've let it go too many times, but I don't know if I can this time.

[ If he wants honesty, there it is. He walks the fine edge of breaking every day, and the deeper he moves, the harder it gets to surrender what had slipped through his fingers all those years before. ] It doesn't mean I won't try to make the best of what I have while I have it though. I think it's better, in some ways, than the alternative.

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i know. we have one like that. miray.

[ she'd have been dead in a week, maybe two. and alva's going to have enough trouble trying to let her go - the iteration he'd fallen in love with over so many years. andyr doesn't know the extent of time issues for steve, but he can only assume it's something similar. ]

i'm sorry.

[ for what he'll have to leave behind. ]

why not just stay? [ instead of return home, if it's so hard to let go of. andyr has things to do, a war to fight, people to get to. if steve doesn't have the same, why not just stay? ]