“It’s this way.” There’s no emotion in his voice, but something about his tone expresses his clear deference to Command.
Bucky pads down the walkway, moving with deadly grace that’s reminiscent of a wolf on the prowl, and keeps watch for any signs of danger.
“Do you wish me to explain what you are seeing as we go, or simply to reach the center as fast as possible?”
As with his tone, everything about his manner indicates both the deadly skill of the Winter Soldier and utter, complete submission to Command at the same time. There's no indication at all, not even the slightest, that it's anything but the absolute truth.
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Bucky pads down the walkway, moving with deadly grace that’s reminiscent of a wolf on the prowl, and keeps watch for any signs of danger.
“Do you wish me to explain what you are seeing as we go, or simply to reach the center as fast as possible?”
As with his tone, everything about his manner indicates both the deadly skill of the Winter Soldier and utter, complete submission to Command at the same time. There's no indication at all, not even the slightest, that it's anything but the absolute truth.