If Tony had not lived the events himself, Bucky would have appeared the rambling madman.
'He's worse.'
If he acted now, the Winter Soldier wouldn't have time to see the way Tony could hardly lift the thermos past a few inches in his left arm, or the way he bore weight to keep pressure off his mending ribs. He had taken the man on once without the benefit of his full suit, but that was with backup. He could say nothing about his chances now--he was essentially limping prey.
"Merry Christmas from 2017." He kept himself talking to silence the devil on his shoulder. His conscience was clawing at his skull, reminding him what would happen if he started a bloodbath here and now. "I know your future. Yours and Roger's. And your past. Try hiding anything and I'll put you down." There was a forced clinical element to his voice, but his blown pupils betrayed all emotion coursing through him. Even with the benefit of a full year to process their encounter, seeing the face of his parents' murderer brought him back to that awful moment in Siberia.
"You're looking a little pale. A little shaky. How do I know where good 'ol Bucky starts and HYDRA ends?"
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'He's worse.'
If he acted now, the Winter Soldier wouldn't have time to see the way Tony could hardly lift the thermos past a few inches in his left arm, or the way he bore weight to keep pressure off his mending ribs. He had taken the man on once without the benefit of his full suit, but that was with backup. He could say nothing about his chances now--he was essentially limping prey.
"Merry Christmas from 2017." He kept himself talking to silence the devil on his shoulder. His conscience was clawing at his skull, reminding him what would happen if he started a bloodbath here and now. "I know your future. Yours and Roger's. And your past. Try hiding anything and I'll put you down." There was a forced clinical element to his voice, but his blown pupils betrayed all emotion coursing through him. Even with the benefit of a full year to process their encounter, seeing the face of his parents' murderer brought him back to that awful moment in Siberia.
"You're looking a little pale. A little shaky. How do I know where good 'ol Bucky starts and HYDRA ends?"