when will you make a grave? for i will be home then

[pursuitofcappiness]

who Steve, you!
what Homecoming
when Early morning, day 48
where Edge of the forest

He wakes up in the forest and he doesn't know where he is. But he knows his best bet's to walk east. He doesn't remember these trees, but he knows what time it is, looks for the sun creeping up over the horizon, knows where he's going.

He doesn't feel drugged like he assumes he'd be, and he doesn't feel injured. He just feels confused, like he doesn't know where he just was or what day it is. How did he fall asleep out here?

If he looks at his reflection, he might not recognize it. His hair is unkempt, his eyes are slightly sunken, and he has the light beginnings of a beard. The only thing familiar would be the sharpness of his stare.

As soon as he sees the end of the trees, he knows where he is. This place felt like a dream, and not a particularly good one. Now he's back in it.

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[pursuitofcappiness]

He doesn't say it already is. "I know. It's the shock," he replies. "It'll wear off." He opens the door to the clinic for Bruce, wishing he could erase from his mind having to see the look Bruce just gave him. This is basically a common occurrence now, especially to Steve. Doesn't mean he should just take it, but there's nothing much he can do.

He's keenly aware that he's never had to be in here before, and he doesn't know what to do. It smells a little like a hospital, and that leaves a kind of uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. He hasn't had to be in one of these for awhile. It's bringing up a lot of mixed memories. "How long did this all take you to put together?"

[greenisnteasy]

"What, the clinic?" He steps inside and smiles at Steve for holding the door for him before he goes to fix Steve a glass of water. He needs to do tests and things, it's true, but he'd like for Steve to sit and be in the world for like twenty seconds before he starts poking at him with needles. Plus he's not entirely sure what he does and doesn't remember from being there.

"I've been putting it together slowly since I've been here. There was a supply pile recently and I grabbed some medical supplies, and luckily avoided having my head eaten by a spider. Sit down." He hands Steve the glass of water.

"Are you hungry? I can make you a bowl of soup."

[pursuitofcappiness]

He shakes his head no. "Not hungry," he confirms, although now that he's conscious of it, there's a sort of strange gnawing like he's on the verge of hunger, like he'd been fed recently. They must have fed him, these last ten days. He wonders what it was, but he doesn't want to ask because he doesn't think Bruce is going to want to pump his stomach and look through the contents. They're not that desperate for information, right? Anyway, he'd rather get this over with, so they can go back to being friends instead of doctor and patient.

"The spiders came back?" he asks instead, because of course they'd send those along with supply packages. Seriously, they should at least tell them what kind of experiment they all didn't sign up for.

[greenisnteasy]

"Along with a few other surprise guests. I got out okay, but some others didn't. Nothing major, just some bumps and burns." Because that's normal. It's also not the only piece of bad news he can give about Steve's time away.

He hesitates before he drops his casual demeanor. "Phil's... He passed away."

[pursuitofcappiness]

He hangs his head. They were supposed to get to know each other better, but of course he got caught up in a lot of things. He thought they had time. He keeps doing that; it trips him up. "He came back? And he died?" he asks, kind of like he doesn't believe it. They already lost him once; that was unfair. That was just unfair, to have to die twice.