[ The distance might normally make Sam back off a little, re-evaluate, but he's not doing so well right now. He presses closer until the sense of Steve's loss resonating with his own snaps him out of it. Sam doesn't retreat, but there's the feeling of a shaky inhale and exhale, an unsuccessful attempt to sort his own mind out before he haphazardly pushes it aside. ]
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( Bad time? )