"In Berlin," Bucky tells her. "At the JTTF. After I was activated."
He stops walking and turns to meet her gaze, his own level. He doesn't know how much Nakia knows, how much T'Challa might have told her, how much Sharon clearly hasn't. He doesn't try to defend himself from his own actions.
He still did it.
"She was one of the people trying to stop me. I smashed a table with her body and left her lying in the wreckage. Concussion, bruises, contusions, broken ribs. If I hadn't been distracted by another fighter, I would have killed her, without hesitation."
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He stops walking and turns to meet her gaze, his own level. He doesn't know how much Nakia knows, how much T'Challa might have told her, how much Sharon clearly hasn't. He doesn't try to defend himself from his own actions.
He still did it.
"She was one of the people trying to stop me. I smashed a table with her body and left her lying in the wreckage. Concussion, bruises, contusions, broken ribs. If I hadn't been distracted by another fighter, I would have killed her, without hesitation."