[There's a part of him that wants to curl up, close off his mind, retreat back into the blank wall that was the Winter Soldier. The Soldier was unfeeling, empty, void of empathy, emotion, or humanity. The Soldier felt no pain.
His hands clench. He braces himself, and turns away from the shadows, into the light and into the pain, not only his own, but Wanda's, Lara's, mental arms reaching out to gather them together and embrace them.]