[ Bucky's was a different kind. He takes a moment to contemplate that question, wondering how much Steve had told Andyr about him. Knowing the man, not much -- and Bucky won't reveal the secrets Steve wants to keep; except for the facts that can be gleaned from the Smithsonian itself.
He idly rubs his chest, over where Steve's dogtags rest over his heart. An absent-minded gesture, as if he's making sure that it's still there. Your ears must be burning by now, Steve. ] And he's really tenacious when he sets his mind to it. [ There's a ghost of a smile that tugs at his mouth at the memory of a smaller Steve Rogers charging into trouble -- and the bigger one ain't all that much different either.
But he was, is always kind. ] I suppose he likes living. They found him a few years ago, frozen in the ice. Defrosted him, and here he is. [ Bucky doesn't talk about Steve's probable shock of being propelled into the future, to a time when the world had forgotten him. He can only imagine Steve's pain, when the war had been barely over for him and yet it belonged deep in the history pages for everyone else around him. He had no time to mourn. ]
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[ Bucky's was a different kind. He takes a moment to contemplate that question, wondering how much Steve had told Andyr about him. Knowing the man, not much -- and Bucky won't reveal the secrets Steve wants to keep; except for the facts that can be gleaned from the Smithsonian itself.
He idly rubs his chest, over where Steve's dogtags rest over his heart. An absent-minded gesture, as if he's making sure that it's still there. Your ears must be burning by now, Steve. ] And he's really tenacious when he sets his mind to it. [ There's a ghost of a smile that tugs at his mouth at the memory of a smaller Steve Rogers charging into trouble -- and the bigger one ain't all that much different either.
But he was, is always kind. ] I suppose he likes living. They found him a few years ago, frozen in the ice. Defrosted him, and here he is. [ Bucky doesn't talk about Steve's probable shock of being propelled into the future, to a time when the world had forgotten him. He can only imagine Steve's pain, when the war had been barely over for him and yet it belonged deep in the history pages for everyone else around him. He had no time to mourn. ]