[ Bucky spares very few thoughts for those they'd fought at the airport. Most of them were nameless, even faceless people to him. They had been an obstacle towards a bigger problem. He might not be a fan of any of those people, but they're not exactly at the top of his grudge list, especially if he knew one of them was a literal child. If this kid's voice is a little familiar, he can't register why.
His face softens a little at the answer. Plenty of people might not be lucky enough to have other people awake here who they know. Who knows if he's got family around here at all? When Bucky had been on the run, he'd talked to himself a lot by the end. ]
Uh huh. Does the phone talk back? My hairbrush doesn't, but it's not as high-tech.
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His face softens a little at the answer. Plenty of people might not be lucky enough to have other people awake here who they know. Who knows if he's got family around here at all? When Bucky had been on the run, he'd talked to himself a lot by the end. ]
Uh huh. Does the phone talk back? My hairbrush doesn't, but it's not as high-tech.