[ She was in bad enough condition before Helena had done the deed, and her hands really do shake enough when she's moving to grasp for the cup that she has to refrain, stretching out her hand and swearing under her breath because of this stupid, idiotic body that will not listen to her no matter what she tries to tell it to do.
It's not just her hands. But she has enough humility within her to let Bucky help her sip.
'Take it slow,' right. That was her middle name, in Oppositeland. She'd probably try to be up and on her feet by tomorrow if she could. Maybe with a cane.
Maybe with an escort. ]
Yeah? Worst one? [ She coughs once into her shoulder, a bitch of an effort with everything like it is now. Sarcasm's still intact, at least. ] Do I win a prize?
[ Her mouth even manages a small smile, even as she wipes at her face again. ]
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It's not just her hands. But she has enough humility within her to let Bucky help her sip.
'Take it slow,' right. That was her middle name, in Oppositeland. She'd probably try to be up and on her feet by tomorrow if she could. Maybe with a cane.
Maybe with an escort. ]
Yeah? Worst one? [ She coughs once into her shoulder, a bitch of an effort with everything like it is now. Sarcasm's still intact, at least. ] Do I win a prize?
[ Her mouth even manages a small smile, even as she wipes at her face again. ]