[ If Jason finds himself on the receiving end of the blankest stare of all time, it's not because Bucky's gone brain damaged or something. It's not that he doesn't comprehend, or that he isn't metabolizing all these quickly-dropped tidbits.
It's just.
Harder to find a human being on the planet more done with all this shit than he is. He's basically every old police chief in every buddy cop movie ever, and even his god damn blink is slow, dry, and deliberate.
Super powers are pretty par for the course. Shit in his chest he doesn't like so much. Chip in his head he definitely fucking does not like, but he's sort of reaching maximum capacity for giving a shit for the day. Let him rain-check processing his feelings about it for tomorrow.
Instead, tone deadpan and lacking enthusiasm, he'll just answer the one question posed to him. ]
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It's just.
Harder to find a human being on the planet more done with all this shit than he is. He's basically every old police chief in every buddy cop movie ever, and even his god damn blink is slow, dry, and deliberate.
Super powers are pretty par for the course. Shit in his chest he doesn't like so much. Chip in his head he definitely fucking does not like, but he's sort of reaching maximum capacity for giving a shit for the day. Let him rain-check processing his feelings about it for tomorrow.
Instead, tone deadpan and lacking enthusiasm, he'll just answer the one question posed to him. ]
Pillion.
[ Sure. Why not. The faster the better. ]