[Well, she - Bucky, whoever - is doing him a huge favor by being here. He just can't tell her (him) that. Although he knows Bucky and Becky both suspect it for a different reason entirely, maybe.
This is still a little confusing, you know. And yet he can't help but feel more at ease, the more he realizes she and Bucky really are the same person, at their core. It gets more and more obvious with every passing second. This is going to be a weird flood. But not an unbearable one. ]
Uh-huh. [His look says he knows that is absolutely not the case. So does his voice. And yet, everything about his demeanor should tell her that he appreciates it. That even if he's not going to talk, he feels a little better.
He even accepts his plate back, when she gets up to grab it for him, humming a little in thanks. Though he snorts when she not-so-subtly tries to shuffle some fruit onto his.] What you, don't like grapes anymore? Now I know something's up. [Have a gentler-than-normal elbow to the side, more of a ghost of a nudge, really, but you do look like a girl and he's kind of trained not to horse around with them.]
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This is still a little confusing, you know. And yet he can't help but feel more at ease, the more he realizes she and Bucky really are the same person, at their core. It gets more and more obvious with every passing second. This is going to be a weird flood. But not an unbearable one. ]
Uh-huh. [His look says he knows that is absolutely not the case. So does his voice. And yet, everything about his demeanor should tell her that he appreciates it. That even if he's not going to talk, he feels a little better.
He even accepts his plate back, when she gets up to grab it for him, humming a little in thanks. Though he snorts when she not-so-subtly tries to shuffle some fruit onto his.] What you, don't like grapes anymore? Now I know something's up. [Have a gentler-than-normal elbow to the side, more of a ghost of a nudge, really, but you do look like a girl and he's kind of trained not to horse around with them.]