Oh, god. [ Bucky untangles his hand from hers in order to bury his face in his hands — but it doesn't sound like he's miserable or freaked out, more just the sheepish, bashful reaction of someone who still has absolutely no idea how to accept that particular fact. ] And I thought I'd just come to terms with having a plaque at the Smithsonian.
[ That was never going to not be weird. His old clothes were there, propped up on a standee alongside the other Howling Commandos' uniforms. ]
Somehow it was easier if I just thought, like, it was Steve's exhibit, and I was just a footnote there. [ His hands sink and he peers at her again, warily. ] What do the history books say? Is it just the usual stuff? Captain America's childhood friend, fought HYDRA, died heroically falling off a train?
[ There's something rueful in his voice; at least he's able to half-joke about it. (He can joke about it as long as he doesn't touch on the other half. The 'shouldn't all those history books be revised and my name be scratched off the Wall of Valor, because I'm actually still alive and I killed a bunch of you' part.) ]
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[ That was never going to not be weird. His old clothes were there, propped up on a standee alongside the other Howling Commandos' uniforms. ]
Somehow it was easier if I just thought, like, it was Steve's exhibit, and I was just a footnote there. [ His hands sink and he peers at her again, warily. ] What do the history books say? Is it just the usual stuff? Captain America's childhood friend, fought HYDRA, died heroically falling off a train?
[ There's something rueful in his voice; at least he's able to half-joke about it. (He can joke about it as long as he doesn't touch on the other half. The 'shouldn't all those history books be revised and my name be scratched off the Wall of Valor, because I'm actually still alive and I killed a bunch of you' part.) ]