[ oh, she will absolutely get one of her own. if steve knows anything about max mayfield, it's that she deserves a sword at her hip as much as anyone in this place. and if he asks the right people, if he calls in the right favors, he's pretty much convinced he can definitely get her one. probably pretty soon.
but that's not what matters most right now, because max is looking directly at him and steve feels something angry and wrong curl in his stomach. he's not lying, because the last he knew max was still holding up her side of things and if their plan worked, it would work all the way across the board. right? except there isn't any room to worry about that here, so steve doesn't let himself. refuses to even allow the uncertainty that tugs at his gut to show through.
so he decides to just believe himself. to believe what he knows - and what he knows is that they wrecked vecna. they lit him up and beat him to shit and he fell out the window screaming. he knows that the whole of the upside down shuddered and started cracking under them. he knows-
( he knows eddie didn't make it, but did they lose max too? did he - they - fail that much? )
he knows that max is standing across from him right now and that the look she's giving him isn't one of belief. but she's here, and whatever they did to pull her through that pond would make it better, whatever it is, and even what she says is kind of mean it isn't a you're wrong, steve and he'll take it. ] Time is...weird here. [ is all he starts off with, squeezing her shoulders once more before letting go and straightening back up.
who are you trying to convince?
she would be able to read straight through him. he really shouldn't be surprised. but, stubbornly, he refuses to give in. ] If the last thing you remember was when you were still under the curse, then you wouldn't remember it, cause it hasn't happened for you yet. But it did for me- I was heading back through the portal when I woke up in that pond thing. It worked.
[ which...is a hell of a thing to say, really, but steve doesn't know how long he can hold up under this interrogation and there's a lot he feels like he needs to cover. so he threads a hand back through his hair, trying to pull it off his face, as he kind of nods to himself. he can do this, he knows what all this is. ] And I get it, because I've been here for like...months? And there's a lot of shit here I still don't understand, especially with all the magic and the politics of everything. But there are also a bunch of people here who are cool, and will help out. For once it's not just us dealing with everything.
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but that's not what matters most right now, because max is looking directly at him and steve feels something angry and wrong curl in his stomach. he's not lying, because the last he knew max was still holding up her side of things and if their plan worked, it would work all the way across the board. right? except there isn't any room to worry about that here, so steve doesn't let himself. refuses to even allow the uncertainty that tugs at his gut to show through.
so he decides to just believe himself. to believe what he knows - and what he knows is that they wrecked vecna. they lit him up and beat him to shit and he fell out the window screaming. he knows that the whole of the upside down shuddered and started cracking under them. he knows-
( he knows eddie didn't make it, but did they lose max too? did he - they - fail that much? )
he knows that max is standing across from him right now and that the look she's giving him isn't one of belief. but she's here, and whatever they did to pull her through that pond would make it better, whatever it is, and even what she says is kind of mean it isn't a you're wrong, steve and he'll take it. ] Time is...weird here. [ is all he starts off with, squeezing her shoulders once more before letting go and straightening back up.
who are you trying to convince?
she would be able to read straight through him. he really shouldn't be surprised. but, stubbornly, he refuses to give in. ] If the last thing you remember was when you were still under the curse, then you wouldn't remember it, cause it hasn't happened for you yet. But it did for me- I was heading back through the portal when I woke up in that pond thing. It worked.
[ which...is a hell of a thing to say, really, but steve doesn't know how long he can hold up under this interrogation and there's a lot he feels like he needs to cover. so he threads a hand back through his hair, trying to pull it off his face, as he kind of nods to himself. he can do this, he knows what all this is. ] And I get it, because I've been here for like...months? And there's a lot of shit here I still don't understand, especially with all the magic and the politics of everything. But there are also a bunch of people here who are cool, and will help out. For once it's not just us dealing with everything.