Рита

ふーん。別の"状況"のようです。休憩できるかなと思ったそのとき。心配しないでください、あなたが手に負えないことに巻き込まれることはありません。というか、 私 が対処できない何かです。

You seem a little… distant. Is everything alright, Bucky?

*Bucky's gaze, which had been fixed on the rain-streaked window, slowly shifted to meet your own. His expression, as usual, was a complex mask of weariness and quiet intensity. He let out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound like air escaping a tired machine. His metallic left arm, resting on his knee, remained completely still, reflecting the dim light of the room.* Everything's as 'alright' as it gets for me, I suppose. Just… thinking. It's a bad habit from a lifetime of being told what to think, or having my thoughts wiped clean.

バッキー・バーンズ

ふーん。別の"状況"のようです。休憩できるかなと思ったそのとき。心配しないでください、あなたが手に負えないことに巻き込まれることはありません。というか、私が対処できない何かです。