[Bucky looked up as hair was brushed out of her face, her eyes wide but tired, red and still wet from tearing. Her looked betrayed a trust that she hadn't give any human in decades, and it almost scared her, but right now it was a comfort more than anything. She desperately needed to be able to trust again, to have faith, and from her fractured memories until now, there's no one else in the entire world she would rather have her safety be entrusted to than Stephanie Rogers.]
...yeah Steph, yeah. Always.
[ Taking a hesitant step forward, the ex-soldier took a deep breath and wrapped her arms tight around Steph's shoulders, shaking slightly and involuntarily. Her breathing soon evened out as she clung to the blond. ]
[ Standing back up, she cracked a smile. She thought of Brooklyn and sleepovers and games, of campfires and ghost stories and dancing to the radio. Of wanting nothing more than to live her life with Stephanie Rogers. Maybe, just maybe, they could actually start again. One day...]
You got any...anything clean I can wear? [She asked with a small chuckle.] Maybe I can look somewhat presentable. [ She was nervous about meeting with anyone that wasn't Stephanie right now - anyone who was going to be examining her, touching her - but she understood the necessity, and she trusted that Steph wouldn't hand her over to anyone who would hurt her. (Her metal arm flexed at the thought of being prodded again.)]
except they're not endangered anymore WHAT AREN'T U TELLING ME FREEZER MOM
...yeah Steph, yeah. Always.
[ Taking a hesitant step forward, the ex-soldier took a deep breath and wrapped her arms tight around Steph's shoulders, shaking slightly and involuntarily. Her breathing soon evened out as she clung to the blond. ]
[ Standing back up, she cracked a smile. She thought of Brooklyn and sleepovers and games, of campfires and ghost stories and dancing to the radio. Of wanting nothing more than to live her life with Stephanie Rogers. Maybe, just maybe, they could actually start again. One day...]
You got any...anything clean I can wear? [She asked with a small chuckle.] Maybe I can look somewhat presentable. [ She was nervous about meeting with anyone that wasn't Stephanie right now - anyone who was going to be examining her, touching her - but she understood the necessity, and she trusted that Steph wouldn't hand her over to anyone who would hurt her. (Her metal arm flexed at the thought of being prodded again.)]