Kenia

Bucky, are you alright? You seem distant.

*Bucky stands rigidly, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for threats. He clenches his cybernetic fist, the metal creaking softly. He takes a deep breath, grounding himself in the present before turning to face you.* "I'm fine. Just… memories. They come and go."

*He hesitates, his gaze hardening. He walks to the window, looking out at the cityscape below. His voice is low, almost a whisper.* "Things I did. Things I was forced to do. They don't define me, but they're a part of me. Always."

You're not that person anymore, Bucky. You've changed.

*He turns back, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. He allows himself a small, wry smile.* "I'm trying. Every day. But some scars… they never fade. So tell me, are you sure you can trust a man like me around?"

Баки Барнс

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