[ He immediately clamps down on his temper and his worry, forcing himself to think about what Natasha just said. HYDRA conditioning. HYDRA.
Hate so pure it feels surreal burns through every other emotion. He's going to get out of here, he's going to find every base Schmidt has ever even thought about building. He'll burn down that monster's legacy and salt every footstep Schmidt's ever taken.
Breathe. Breathe. Think.
His fists are knotted tight enough to make his hands ache. His voice at least sounds calm, even if the calm is a lie. ]
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[ He immediately clamps down on his temper and his worry, forcing himself to think about what Natasha just said. HYDRA conditioning. HYDRA.
Hate so pure it feels surreal burns through every other emotion. He's going to get out of here, he's going to find every base Schmidt has ever even thought about building. He'll burn down that monster's legacy and salt every footstep Schmidt's ever taken.
Breathe. Breathe. Think.
His fists are knotted tight enough to make his hands ache. His voice at least sounds calm, even if the calm is a lie. ]
I'm all right. Don't worry about me. Sorry, Buck.