[He's not expecting anyone in this world to actually know his name, and so when he hears someone hailing him, Bucky pauses and turns to the voice. The tone, the accent, it's familiar, like the title of a song stuck on the tip of one's tongue. There's a moment of confusion when he sees her, a small frown creasing his brow as he carefully racks his memories for a name to go with a face he knows he's seen before. It barely lasts a second before recognition lights up his blue eyes, and it's hard to hide the expression of surprise that follows:]
Agent Carter? I thought you were...['dead' is what he wants to say, remembering now Steve saying so as they talked on their way to Wakanda after Siberia. But it seems callous to say so, and all Bucky can add is:]...smaller.
[He gives the pub's door a quick look before looking back at Peggy, a hint of a small on his lips as he nods:]
Sure. As long as you don't mind sharing your intel on this place?
[He needs to find his bearings, quick, and the first step is to gather info on his whereabouts, more than what that Fox was willing to share.]
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Agent Carter? I thought you were...['dead' is what he wants to say, remembering now Steve saying so as they talked on their way to Wakanda after Siberia. But it seems callous to say so, and all Bucky can add is:]...smaller.
[He gives the pub's door a quick look before looking back at Peggy, a hint of a small on his lips as he nods:]
Sure. As long as you don't mind sharing your intel on this place?
[He needs to find his bearings, quick, and the first step is to gather info on his whereabouts, more than what that Fox was willing to share.]