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Steve approached cautiously and waited a moment without protest before he sat down in the waiting room chair next to Clint.
Clint wasn't saying anything: he was leaning forward on his knees as if a burden too heavy for him weighed him down. Finally, he exhaled and said, "She pushed me out of the way. It was her or me and she chose me."
Steve put a hand on Clint's shoulder, remembering Bucky and understanding exactly how Clint felt.
