[Well that's... unexpected. At first, Becky looks worried, then maybe just confused, because Steve's staring at her like she's a ghost, or some kind of stranger. Steve, who she's been best friends with since they were kids, and maybe if he looked a little less genuinely suspicious and caught off guard, she'd assume he was joking.
No, he just really doesn't recognize her. And is asking about some person named Bucky.
Maybe it's a flood, she thinks, pulling her hand back since he's obviously freaked out enough as is, because she definitely would've noticed if he'd gotten some kind of head injury that'd account for this kind of amnesia.]
Who the hell is Bucky? [Is the first thing that blurts out of her mouth, and she looks honestly confused, too.
Then she starts taking stock of the rest of their situation, and realizes the sweater she's wearing is totally swamping her. She's never been especially self conscious around Steve, but this is still weird, and she plucks at one of the sleeves with confusion.]
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No, he just really doesn't recognize her. And is asking about some person named Bucky.
Maybe it's a flood, she thinks, pulling her hand back since he's obviously freaked out enough as is, because she definitely would've noticed if he'd gotten some kind of head injury that'd account for this kind of amnesia.]
Who the hell is Bucky? [Is the first thing that blurts out of her mouth, and she looks honestly confused, too.
Then she starts taking stock of the rest of their situation, and realizes the sweater she's wearing is totally swamping her. She's never been especially self conscious around Steve, but this is still weird, and she plucks at one of the sleeves with confusion.]
What happened to my clothes?