[ She is — but this is Sam's jurisdiction, not so much his. Steve's mouth pulls into a smile which he tries not to make too hopeful. It's unfair to expect that Buck is going to be all right with the same kind of physical affection they were both used to in Brooklyn, and the War. He didn't react favourably on the Quinjet. Steve doesn't even know if the man he is now is still tactile. Can't hurt to try — he'll withdraw the second he sees discomfort. ]
[ Not right now, as the sketch resolves into Bucky's body lying in the grass. ]
You don't talk: you ain't even seen the moon landing yet.
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[ Not right now, as the sketch resolves into Bucky's body lying in the grass. ]
You don't talk: you ain't even seen the moon landing yet.