The words seem to jolt Bucky. He's slow to respond, his head moving at almost a snails pace. "I... Yes?" He doesn't sound sure of himself. "Complicated. Parted, for a while." His brow furrows and he turns to look at Peter directly.
"HYDRA. I... Weapon." His hand clenches beside him and his shoulders tense up. "Didn't die. Like Steve didn't. Hard to..." His hand moved back and forth, gesturing as if he was struggling for words. He wasn't sure he should trust Peter, especially after knowing he was Team Tony, for lack of a better descriptor.
"We were. I'm not the same now. Don't know how he sees me anymore."
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The words seem to jolt Bucky. He's slow to respond, his head moving at almost a snails pace. "I... Yes?" He doesn't sound sure of himself. "Complicated. Parted, for a while." His brow furrows and he turns to look at Peter directly.
"HYDRA. I... Weapon." His hand clenches beside him and his shoulders tense up. "Didn't die. Like Steve didn't. Hard to..." His hand moved back and forth, gesturing as if he was struggling for words. He wasn't sure he should trust Peter, especially after knowing he was Team Tony, for lack of a better descriptor.
"We were. I'm not the same now. Don't know how he sees me anymore."