[ Thomas touches his wrist and Bucky finally feels a little grounded again, like he isn't one wrong thought away from losing himself in his own head, and maybe he's standing a little closer than necessary right now, but it's hard to see in the fog, even with the magic light. ]
Yeah.
[ It's a lie, of course, but one Bucky's used to telling. He's rarely really okay and he sure as hell isn't okay right now, but they don't have time to stop and worry about that. They have to get out of here.
He swallows down the sudden worry that he could still lose himself even with Thomas here. Maybe he's already too far gone. He could hurt Thomas. That thought sends his heart racing all over again. ]
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Yeah.
[ It's a lie, of course, but one Bucky's used to telling. He's rarely really okay and he sure as hell isn't okay right now, but they don't have time to stop and worry about that. They have to get out of here.
He swallows down the sudden worry that he could still lose himself even with Thomas here. Maybe he's already too far gone. He could hurt Thomas. That thought sends his heart racing all over again. ]
Are you?