[ Bucky had been lost in his own world, mind racing through memories of his time with HYDRA. Every rough touch or cruel word. He'd been treated like a thing, handled like any pain short of damaging him hadn't counted and even now it does a number on how he processes the world around him.
He doesn't want to dwell and drown in the thoughts, but he can't entirely get rid of them, either, until he's startled out of it. ]
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He doesn't want to dwell and drown in the thoughts, but he can't entirely get rid of them, either, until he's startled out of it. ]
Ava.
[ He shakes his head to clear it. ]
I'm fine. Are you?