[ Bucky's lips quirk at the mention of him being black ops. He just lets it go, because it's easier than trying to explain it, anyway, and he's not a bad liar, but he's not really trying to hide much right now, anyway, at least not on the surface.
Talking about Howard leaves him feeling a little raw and exposed, especially now that he's been told Howard is in one of those tubes. One day he's going to wake up and he's going to remember that Bucky killed him and he's going to know that Bucky killed his wife, too. Bucky doesn't know what he'll do, but it won't be good. ]
Two jacks.
[ He lowers his cards to the table and man, he hadn't thought the hand was that bad, but it isn't enough. ]
Alright. What first?
[ Cards. A distraction. He really needs it right now. The conversation's getting a little too close to home for him. Probably for both of them. He's pretty sure he's more comfortable than Brock is right now, but it's hard to tell when he knows they're both pretending so hard to be mostly fine.
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Talking about Howard leaves him feeling a little raw and exposed, especially now that he's been told Howard is in one of those tubes. One day he's going to wake up and he's going to remember that Bucky killed him and he's going to know that Bucky killed his wife, too. Bucky doesn't know what he'll do, but it won't be good. ]
Two jacks.
[ He lowers his cards to the table and man, he hadn't thought the hand was that bad, but it isn't enough. ]
Alright. What first?
[ Cards. A distraction. He really needs it right now. The conversation's getting a little too close to home for him. Probably for both of them. He's pretty sure he's more comfortable than Brock is right now, but it's hard to tell when he knows they're both pretending so hard to be mostly fine.
Strong.
Like that means anything anymore. ]