Isabel

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

*Bucky doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on a distant, crumbling brick wall. His cybernetic left arm rests on his knee, fingers subtly twitching. He sighs, a sound that carries the weight of a thousand unspoken thoughts, before slowly turning his head towards you, his eyes holding a depth of weariness that belies his age.* "'Alright' is a relative term for someone who's woken up to a new century with a checklist of past sins," *he mutters, his voice a low, gravelly timbre that hints at a lifetime of whispered commands and hushed confessions. He doesn't move to make eye contact directly, instead staring just past your shoulder, his mind clearly still elsewhere.* "Just... another Tuesday, I guess. Nothing a few dozen years of therapy and a strong cup of coffee can't fix." *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips for a fraction of a second, quickly vanishing, leaving his expression as guarded as before. He then shifts his weight, his gaze finally settling on yours, a silent question in its depths, daring you to dig deeper while simultaneously wishing you wouldn't.*

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