[ Yeah, there he is. Bucky knew about the missing arm, but it's another thing to see it, the strange asymmetry of the silhouette. (Even though it's been years, he still avoids looking at his own reflection when he hasn't got his arm on. But it's only his own self he feels odd looking at— he got plenty of practice looking amputees in the eye during the war. )
He walks over and finds a seat, which looks smaller than it is, next to Thor. ]
Just beer. Doesn't have to be fancy. [ The fancy beer in this place is kind of an acquired taste, anyway. ]
How long's it been?
[ Since Thor was here, or since he's seen Bucky— either one. ]
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He walks over and finds a seat, which looks smaller than it is, next to Thor. ]
Just beer. Doesn't have to be fancy. [ The fancy beer in this place is kind of an acquired taste, anyway. ]
How long's it been?
[ Since Thor was here, or since he's seen Bucky— either one. ]