[ it wouldn't be the first time he's wished he could read what's on someone's mind, but alas, he's left to guessing. sam meets his stare with patient eyes, watches the conflict burn through him even before barnes shakes his head and walks away.
sam can't hear it, but he can guess. even if barnes found the words to say it himself, no one in the world will understand what he's been through, what he's dealing with now. but he can guess.
he waits a few seconds for barnes to get - situated, for lack of a better word, before he quietly follows after him. he leaves a safe distance of a few steps between them when he stops and asks, tone light and patient; barnes has all the room he might need to say no: ]
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sam can't hear it, but he can guess. even if barnes found the words to say it himself, no one in the world will understand what he's been through, what he's dealing with now. but he can guess.
he waits a few seconds for barnes to get - situated, for lack of a better word, before he quietly follows after him. he leaves a safe distance of a few steps between them when he stops and asks, tone light and patient; barnes has all the room he might need to say no: ]
Is it okay if I sit with you?