Yep, she'd definitely figured it out. And didn't appear upset about it, at least. Screw it, then. If she wasn't going to go report his younger self for 'conduct unbecoming a gentleman', he wanted the Goddamn physical contact.
So when she let go of his hand he reached out and caught Len's instead. "Don't go dropping any hints to Bucky that you 'know'," he told her wryly, watching her gaze drop to their twined fingers. "You'll just freak him out. He's - I'm - still in denial."
It was difficult to think of the man out there right that moment as him. Not only were his memories of the time fuzzy, he imagined that anyone who could stand beside themselves would have a hard time processing it.
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Date: 2016-06-03 04:36 am (UTC)So when she let go of his hand he reached out and caught Len's instead. "Don't go dropping any hints to Bucky that you 'know'," he told her wryly, watching her gaze drop to their twined fingers. "You'll just freak him out. He's - I'm - still in denial."
It was difficult to think of the man out there right that moment as him. Not only were his memories of the time fuzzy, he imagined that anyone who could stand beside themselves would have a hard time processing it.