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Date: 2023-05-13 09:00 pm (UTC)("I had him on the ropes."
"I know you did.")
As he stands, Steve rips the helmet from off his head and lets it drop, falling between the smashed glass panes to the Potomac. When he looks back at Bucky, his face – battered, bruised, and weary – is visible. "I'm not gonna fight you."
What's the point, now? Bucky can't stop what's happening to Insight, what's happening to HYDRA, and Steve can't take a single more hit from his own hands to Bucky's body.
He opens his hand and lets the shield drop. It plummets along with his helmet to the water below. "You're my friend."