[Bucky. That shape is Bucky. He didn't notice at first when he spotted him—and he did, once he started to come his way—but the outline becomes clear before he stops and speaks.]
And you kidding me?
[He calls it back from where he is, mouth twisted with disbelief. Just seeing a figure was enough to have him stop and watch, waiting, debating what to do or how to escape if he had to, even with the glow to his eyes that became apparent with proximity.]
Do you really think you're the guy I'd want fussing over me if I were injured?
[He doesn't look particularly harmed. Still, tension is wound tight as a spring throughout his posture.]
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And you kidding me?
[He calls it back from where he is, mouth twisted with disbelief. Just seeing a figure was enough to have him stop and watch, waiting, debating what to do or how to escape if he had to, even with the glow to his eyes that became apparent with proximity.]
Do you really think you're the guy I'd want fussing over me if I were injured?
[He doesn't look particularly harmed. Still, tension is wound tight as a spring throughout his posture.]