[His words slip through the link clumsily, without the confidence and surety to reinforce them. He does his best to anchor himself in Sam, to stay rooted in the cool breezes and cobalt waters, but every step he takes focuses him more on his body and the press of the hot irons in his mind. More pain follows the first wave, remembered bursts of heat that burn through his body, through limbs that don't exist anymore. He can deal with it, he thinks. It's not like he hasn't done so before.]
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[His words slip through the link clumsily, without the confidence and surety to reinforce them. He does his best to anchor himself in Sam, to stay rooted in the cool breezes and cobalt waters, but every step he takes focuses him more on his body and the press of the hot irons in his mind. More pain follows the first wave, remembered bursts of heat that burn through his body, through limbs that don't exist anymore. He can deal with it, he thinks. It's not like he hasn't done so before.]