He says it again, this time in a different, much gentler tone: "Ask anything you want."
Bucky shifts position slightly, turning away from the lake and toward her. "It's less about the question and more about the stakes. Stuff like dinner, whether or not to eat or what to eat - I've been practicing that for a while, so it doesn't really hit."
"Things like calling Steve, or whether to accept an invitation - that's harder, because it's about what I want, but..." It's so hard to articulate this. He's not sure he even could, if it weren't for Shuri and T'Challa and Steve and everything they've done over the past almost two months. "... but without the pressure to choose, I can do it. Most of the time, now."
"It's when the stakes are high, or there's no clear path, where there could be a wrong answer... and I'm feeling forced into it without a way out that it can be a problem."
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Bucky shifts position slightly, turning away from the lake and toward her. "It's less about the question and more about the stakes. Stuff like dinner, whether or not to eat or what to eat - I've been practicing that for a while, so it doesn't really hit."
"Things like calling Steve, or whether to accept an invitation - that's harder, because it's about what I want, but..." It's so hard to articulate this. He's not sure he even could, if it weren't for Shuri and T'Challa and Steve and everything they've done over the past almost two months. "... but without the pressure to choose, I can do it. Most of the time, now."
"It's when the stakes are high, or there's no clear path, where there could be a wrong answer... and I'm feeling forced into it without a way out that it can be a problem."