[Steve’s amusement is all he aims for, and when he achieves that goal, the corner of his own mouth quirks upward. Some days, this is all he needs to get through, that honest joy that Steve has always held for his mundanely simple humor. Even with his own tone varying from that of the past, for the two of them, it has always been the sentiment that holds weight, never the delivery.
Following along with Steve’s lead easily, he shrugs his shoulder (the good one) and cocks his head to the side amusedly.]
Better than calling it Sam and cracking wise. [This time, there’s that more familiar amused lilt, even if it’s still not as strong as it used to be. A ghost of a smile even lingers on Bucky's face.]
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Following along with Steve’s lead easily, he shrugs his shoulder (the good one) and cocks his head to the side amusedly.]
Better than calling it Sam and cracking wise. [This time, there’s that more familiar amused lilt, even if it’s still not as strong as it used to be. A ghost of a smile even lingers on Bucky's face.]