[Right. Okay. Slow down, Wilson. He does his best to level out his voice, to sound firm but not clipped. Bucky's talking to him, at least. That's... Different. Between that and his slurring speech, Wilson can guess the answer to his next question.
He asks anyway. He has a feeling that just making assumptions isn't going to get him very far.]
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He asks anyway. He has a feeling that just making assumptions isn't going to get him very far.]
And were you the one who had something amputated?