[ Jon listens to the heartbeat, memorizing it. Far less jumpy than Bucky's, less erratic in nature. His father's heartbeat had so closely mirrored Clark's that Jon couldn't tell the difference. This one . . . didn't feel like that. With a sigh, Jon straightens the lamp post. ]
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[ Jon listens to the heartbeat, memorizing it. Far less jumpy than Bucky's, less erratic in nature. His father's heartbeat had so closely mirrored Clark's that Jon couldn't tell the difference. This one . . . didn't feel like that. With a sigh, Jon straightens the lamp post. ]
I wish I could help him.