[ Unconsciously, Tony tries to use his other arm to help Steve move when he hears the way he moans in pain, but nothing happens. His arm doesn't move and, when he tries again, a blinding wave of pain takes over him when his fingers twitch within the gauntlet. Or, he thinks they twitch. It's hard to tell when the pain is strong enough that it leaves him breathless for a moment.
Steve's voice pulls him from his thoughts before he can get too lost in them, though, and he manages a small nod as he attempts to swallow despite how it feels like there's gravel in his throat. ]
We did it. [ He may be the one wearing the gauntlet, but he still remembers the way their bodies felt like they were glued together during the snap. The blast had gotten both of them, and if he's in this much pain, he can't even imagine how it would have been if Tony would have absorbed the entire thing. He still hates that Steve is hurt, and the way his brow furrows at Steve says as much, but he holds onto him a little tighter still. ]
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Steve's voice pulls him from his thoughts before he can get too lost in them, though, and he manages a small nod as he attempts to swallow despite how it feels like there's gravel in his throat. ]
We did it. [ He may be the one wearing the gauntlet, but he still remembers the way their bodies felt like they were glued together during the snap. The blast had gotten both of them, and if he's in this much pain, he can't even imagine how it would have been if Tony would have absorbed the entire thing. He still hates that Steve is hurt, and the way his brow furrows at Steve says as much, but he holds onto him a little tighter still. ]
Together, right?