[ The reaction gets him. In the same vein as Bucky's earlier, the sudden shift. Like a wall going up. Even if he doesn't know the guy, it's enough to summon up guilt prickling under his ribs. His features soften a bit, chin dipping down. A slight pause. Not because he has to think about the answer- ]
It doesn't. [ Not if he means anything more than the dictionary definition, anyway. Gives his answer the way someone might say sorry, written on his face the same way.
His head cants to one side, eyeing the guy. Jack. ]
The name Bucky mean anything to you?
[ Slick his hair back, put a little more meat on him, he might pass for James Buchanan Barnes' twin in another lifetime. Another universe.
At this point, it wouldn't be such a wild stab in the dark. ]
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It doesn't. [ Not if he means anything more than the dictionary definition, anyway. Gives his answer the way someone might say sorry, written on his face the same way.
His head cants to one side, eyeing the guy. Jack. ]
The name Bucky mean anything to you?
[ Slick his hair back, put a little more meat on him, he might pass for James Buchanan Barnes' twin in another lifetime. Another universe.
At this point, it wouldn't be such a wild stab in the dark. ]