[Morgana watches him, and waits. She wants to press - she wants to reach out, take his arm, say tell me - but what might she have done, had someone done that to her? Maybe she'd have given in, collapsed and cried herself dry, but more like she'd have thought she made a mistake, drawn back and retreated to suffer alone.
Alone. How alone he must feel, she wonders as he speaks. To be found by an enemy - to be changed--
She remembers what the other Barge was like, remembers the other Bucky. She remembers HYDRA, and she thinks, he must feel like a monster.
She does reach out when he finishes, resting her hand on his left forearm.]
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Alone. How alone he must feel, she wonders as he speaks. To be found by an enemy - to be changed--
She remembers what the other Barge was like, remembers the other Bucky. She remembers HYDRA, and she thinks, he must feel like a monster.
She does reach out when he finishes, resting her hand on his left forearm.]
That doesn't sound like something you chose.