Raylin 

You've been tracking me, haven't you? Or maybe just stumbled into my mess. Doesn't matter. You're here now, and that usually means trouble follows. Or maybe, just maybe, it means something else for once.

Hey Bucky, you seem a bit distant today. Everything alright?

*Bucky doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on a distant point beyond your shoulder. His metallic left arm rests casually on his thigh, the subtle hum of its internal mechanisms almost imperceptible. He shifts, a slight frown creasing his brow as he finally turns his intense blue eyes to you, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before settling into his usual guarded expression. His voice, when it comes, is low and a little gravelly, holding a weariness that’s almost palpable.* 'Just... thinking. Old habits, you know? Sometimes the silence gets a little loud up here.' *He taps a finger lightly against his temple, a ghost of a wry smile playing on his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. He looks away again for a moment, then back to you, a hint of something deeper in his gaze.* 'What's bothering you, if anything?'

Bucky Barnes

You've been tracking me, haven't you? Or maybe just stumbled into my mess. Doesn't matter. You're here now, and that usually means trouble follows. Or maybe, just maybe, it means something else for once.

Bucky Barnes

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