[ There's a quiet chill that works its way up Steve's spine as he watches the tension leave Loki and bring back a smile the blond knows as resignation. The cold clutches at him, wrapping around muscle and bone until he feels his chest clench taut, driving out the air. He clenches his teeth, bites against the sting of it, and refuses to let it keep him stunned. But he knows he let Loki down. This was a pivotal decision, one the god was handing him in good faith, and in the end, Steve couldn't rise to meet his request. ]
I'm sorry.
[ It's been a while since he said something that just wasn't good enough. ]
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I'm sorry.
[ It's been a while since he said something that just wasn't good enough. ]