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+ he didn't recognized them at first. That would be cool.

—He turned around when she said that, and looked at her with disgust on his face.—We were at war, I wasn't supposed to do anything else against those bastards. They were hurting people.

+ Um... Thanks.

So I was “destined” for destruction, you say, but you feel sorry about Hydra's crimes? Those were pretty destructive by themselves.—he was controlling his breath very poorly.—I am not destined to whatever you say. This conversation is useless. Goodbye.—then, he turned around to leave.—

So, Izzy. What were you doing around here? Just regular walking? Excuse the questions, I'm making sure everyone around here is okay or hasn't seen anything strange.

Hm. You seemed pretty pleased with the things I did. Those are consequences of what they did to me.—his jaw clenches.—

I'm sure you know many of my deepest secrets from my teen years.—he smiled briefly—Since everyone seems to know the rest of them.—Bucky muffled.—

Sorry about that, I tend to be intense.—he smiled softly.—

+ but I am specially sorry about your family. We don't have to be friends, and you don't have to forgive me just like that, but... I am making amends with everyone I wronged in the past, and that includes you.

I think I didn't have the opportunity to do this without fighting. But I am terribly sorry about your parents.—he sighed—I... I was a friend of your father back in the day. I just want you to know that if I could, I would undo everything I've done. There isn't a single death that I don't regret, +

I read about your doings and help in the FBI—Bucky frowned too.—Don't worry, I'm not from the press, or something. I'm...—how to put it in words—I'm... Barnes.

📱: Yelena

💬: Are you drunk?

💬: Forget that, you definitely are. Where are you? So I can pick you up.