"He was my best friend... Мой брат. Я бы отдал свою жизнь за он... Технически, я сделал..." Bucky didn't regret a single thing that happened on that train, only the anguish it would have brought his friend afterwards. He knew he did the right thing, leaping forward to protect Steve... And he was willing to do it again in a single heartbeat, even if the outcome was always the same. Even if he would always end up here. Bucky couldn't fault Natalia's logic, but he certainly couldn't agree with it. He was a soldier, and this was all a matter of war. Perhaps it was beyond anything he was ever trained for, but it was part and parcel of it all. He furrowed his brow, bringing a hand up to cup Natalia's cheek. "Я пошел на войну, чтобы защитить людей, как вы... I couldn't even get that right."
June 20th, 2015 at 01:54am