[ The memories offer up a moment on the SHIELD helicarrier. Barely a few hours into knowing him, and he had spoken of the arc reactor with him in the careless way he never spoke about it with anyone. It had been a kind of trust and it had been repaid a thousandfold when he’d most been in need of it.
Whoever he is, if this man holds to the same tenants as the one the memories recognize, then he can at least trust him enough to speak a little more on the subject. ]
How do you reconcile it? Being a clone of someone else?
[ It feels like an admittance of weakness and it sticks in his throat, but he struggles to get it out. ]
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Whoever he is, if this man holds to the same tenants as the one the memories recognize, then he can at least trust him enough to speak a little more on the subject. ]
How do you reconcile it? Being a clone of someone else?
[ It feels like an admittance of weakness and it sticks in his throat, but he struggles to get it out. ]
How do you accept the memories as yours?