[ Bucky lets him go without a fight because he's seen this before. In himself, mostly, but in a few of the others who woke up from the pods. In a few of the other winter soldiers in those early days, though he wasn't nearly as empathetic then as he is now.
He doesn't back off entirely, though. He's still there, kneeling carefully on the ground with a sheet at his side and his hands up palms out like he's trying to woo a terrified dog. His heart might be pounding a mile a minute but his face and his body language are as calm and collected as it gets — if Will can even see that. If it translates through to his horrifying mental image of a destructed heartless face. ]
Will, it's okay— okay, I'm not gonna touch you.
[ Metal fingers wrap around the sheet at his side, and carefully he lifts it. An offering. ]
But you're naked and you're gonna freeze your ass off, so. Take this, and we can sit here 'til you're back.
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He doesn't back off entirely, though. He's still there, kneeling carefully on the ground with a sheet at his side and his hands up palms out like he's trying to woo a terrified dog. His heart might be pounding a mile a minute but his face and his body language are as calm and collected as it gets — if Will can even see that. If it translates through to his horrifying mental image of a destructed heartless face. ]
Will, it's okay— okay, I'm not gonna touch you.
[ Metal fingers wrap around the sheet at his side, and carefully he lifts it. An offering. ]
But you're naked and you're gonna freeze your ass off, so. Take this, and we can sit here 'til you're back.
[ From that dark place inside your head. ]