Bucky, [he offers back with a curt nod and a small smile.
He plops the piece of funnel cake she turned down in his mouth, mulling on her explanation as he chews:]
...I haven't met any spirit, no. Why am I not surprised this place has ghosts too?
So the drinks just lower your inhibitions? How's that different from normal booze?
[He sees Kate moving closer in his peripheral view as he approaches the shark, and instinctively Bucky places his body between her and the shark, knowing that he would better survive an attack from it than her. But nothing of the sort happens, and he keeps on gently petting the animal as she speaks:]
Maybe? I mean, that would make sense, yeah. It could have gone about it in a better manner, but maybe if we keep on helping it heal, it'll let us leave?
[Bucky then offers his flesh hand to Kate:]
Do you want to pet it too? Maybe it'll heal quicker?
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He plops the piece of funnel cake she turned down in his mouth, mulling on her explanation as he chews:]
...I haven't met any spirit, no. Why am I not surprised this place has ghosts too?
So the drinks just lower your inhibitions? How's that different from normal booze?
[He sees Kate moving closer in his peripheral view as he approaches the shark, and instinctively Bucky places his body between her and the shark, knowing that he would better survive an attack from it than her. But nothing of the sort happens, and he keeps on gently petting the animal as she speaks:]
Maybe? I mean, that would make sense, yeah. It could have gone about it in a better manner, but maybe if we keep on helping it heal, it'll let us leave?
[Bucky then offers his flesh hand to Kate:]
Do you want to pet it too? Maybe it'll heal quicker?