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This is the IC inbox for Bucky Barnes at Riverview.

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This is the place to contact Bucky over the network. Contact by voice or text is perfectly acceptable, and there is no need to plot with me prior to posting in this inbox.

Note: As of the end of December 2017, Bucky has no phone, he has destroyed it. Consequently, this inbox can only be used for in person interaction. You are still more than welcome to post here without plotting with me first.

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[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ For a long moment, Will turned James' words over and over in his head. There was a lot there to poke at but Will had a feeling that it might be time to back off a hair.

That and provide a small offering of his own. One that wasn't entirely laden with landmines. ]

I have a measurement like that. Before and after an event in my life, where I was irrevocably transformed.

[ Will glanced out across the horizon, watching the play of clouds in the sky. ]

I wish I had an answer for you, James. All I can offer is the understanding that I know you can't go back.

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[It's not the response he's expecting, but it's-- good. Better than the people who try and reassure him that it'll only take time and he'll get back there, better than Steve who just looks sad and reassures him that he's still Bucky.

Understanding.

He nods his own to Will, not pushing to ask what that transformation was. He might find out in time, but now is not the right time for it.]

...thank you.

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[ Will nodded and then took a deep breath as he walked towards one of the sides of the building, looking down and then out and across, before he turned back to James.

His smile was a small thing, quick and sort of twitchy but genuine. ]

I'll be alright to get myself back. [ He offered. He felt itchy in his own skin and suspected this might be a reflection of James' need to put some distance between himself and their recent words.

Put some distance between himself and this nosy, screwed up stranger who couldn't shoot straight. ]

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[Bucky can't deny that he's grateful for Will's sense of empathy right then, because he does genuinely want to run away and he's being given an out without resorting to something quite as drastic as fleeing.]

Sure.

[It's short and curt, before he simply turns away and begins to walk away himself.]