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Date: 2022-08-04 09:55 pm (UTC)He comes to take a seat by his best friend. His head is full of the late nights Bucky stayed up to keep an eye on him, the sacrifices Bucky had made to make sure he had medicine, all the ways Bucky’s taken care of him over the years.
He wishes he could take this hit for his friend in return. He casts about, not sure what to say, and glances over the weapons on the table. “They all look good.”