[Squinting across the dining hall, Mason has to stare - really stare - at poor Bucky.
He's not the sharpest tool in the drawer, but he can't help but feel something's off. There are face twins on the Barge, of course, but who's to say what is and isn't real?
After a second, he shoves himself out of his seat to wander over]
LATE FOREVER
He's not the sharpest tool in the drawer, but he can't help but feel something's off. There are face twins on the Barge, of course, but who's to say what is and isn't real?
After a second, he shoves himself out of his seat to wander over]
Oi.