[He smiles at that, because he still has distinct memories of really terrible food, and granted, they're not really his memories, but they feel like his memories and he gets why Bucky is inhaling a stack of pancakes. The food here? So much better than what he's used to.
He takes another bite of scrambled egg and shifts slightly on his seat at the pointed question. He chews, swallows and flashes Bucky a grin as he shrugs a shoulder.]
I have a hard time sitting still for long. [Or for more than about two minutes, really. Even when he sleeps, he tends to toss and turn.]
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He takes another bite of scrambled egg and shifts slightly on his seat at the pointed question. He chews, swallows and flashes Bucky a grin as he shrugs a shoulder.]
I have a hard time sitting still for long. [Or for more than about two minutes, really. Even when he sleeps, he tends to toss and turn.]