[ Bucky nods, going back to eating. There are so few people Bucky feels any attachment to anymore. So much of his life feels lost to time and even though seeing Peggy here feels like a miracle, he knows better than to expect to see any of the Commandos or anyone from Brooklyn. Life's just not that kind.
Or maybe it's not that cruel. He can't imagine letting his ma see him like this. She'd look right into his eyes and know about all the blood on his hands. He doesn't think he could survive that.
He shakes the thought. It's not something Peggy should have to deal with. He should focus on her and Steve. ]
I'm not sure if I believe it. Steve's self-preservation instincts are almost non-existent on a good day.
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Or maybe it's not that cruel. He can't imagine letting his ma see him like this. She'd look right into his eyes and know about all the blood on his hands. He doesn't think he could survive that.
He shakes the thought. It's not something Peggy should have to deal with. He should focus on her and Steve. ]
I'm not sure if I believe it. Steve's self-preservation instincts are almost non-existent on a good day.