He heard his name, causing him to turn to the sound, eyes narrowed and waiting to see what else was going to sneak around him. He wasn't liking what was going on, and it didn't quite make sense to him.
But instead he saw the wide shouldered blond jogging over to him as he looked through the area. Bucky slide the knife back into it's place, frowning sternly at the other. See... us?
That was all in his head though, wasn't it? A memory. A full memory, for a change, and not one that jumped around a lot. Him in a fight, because of the smaller blond kid. Him having to stop the kid. Calling him something. Wasn't that all in his head? Something had triggered a memory, was all, was it?
He looked unsure, rubbing his flesh hand over the back of his neck. "Not sure if I saw it, but... I think I got hit with another memory." He's talking. Talking and not clamming up on the man. It's a good start, right?
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But instead he saw the wide shouldered blond jogging over to him as he looked through the area. Bucky slide the knife back into it's place, frowning sternly at the other. See... us?
That was all in his head though, wasn't it? A memory. A full memory, for a change, and not one that jumped around a lot. Him in a fight, because of the smaller blond kid. Him having to stop the kid. Calling him something. Wasn't that all in his head? Something had triggered a memory, was all, was it?
He looked unsure, rubbing his flesh hand over the back of his neck. "Not sure if I saw it, but... I think I got hit with another memory." He's talking. Talking and not clamming up on the man. It's a good start, right?