[He lets her rant at him, it can't hurt him and it's even weirdly nice in an unexplainable way. Almost familiar. Not that she had ranted at him much, they hadn't spoken more than a few times even back when he had been a Howling Commando, but he had heard from other men that she was a real ball-buster - not your average kind of gal.
She should be scared of him, she's wrong there.
But it's nice that she isn't. He wants to be more Bucky Barnes than the Winter Soldier, and to be treated this way in the longest conversation he's had in decades about something other than an assassination, it's-- pleasant.]
Sorry, Agent.
[The tiniest of smiles ghosts at the corner of his lips, incongruous with how hard his eyes still are.]
no subject
She should be scared of him, she's wrong there.
But it's nice that she isn't. He wants to be more Bucky Barnes than the Winter Soldier, and to be treated this way in the longest conversation he's had in decades about something other than an assassination, it's-- pleasant.]
Sorry, Agent.
[The tiniest of smiles ghosts at the corner of his lips, incongruous with how hard his eyes still are.]
You did ask.