He can’t help but actually laugh as she meets his sarcasm bit by bit; a strange feeling, really, to laugh in front of a stranger who could still very well happen to be someone sent to kill him (or at least try). Ah well, if there’s anything Bucky’s learned it’s that surprises are everywhere. He catches that scowl though, and it only makes him enjoy the game more.
“Thanks, sweetcheeks, your gratitude’s much appreciated. This hunter's got a little heart left.”
He glances around at all the hostility surrounding them. Yeah, he could’ve warned her, but that isn’t part of the plan. And why would he go out of his way to rouse even more suspicion from the tiny brunette?
“The trees here aren’t considered...loyal enough so I was sent to cut ‘em down. Mother Russia and her loyalty, you know.”
With all luck (which he doesn’t have much of, it seems) she won’t inquire further, but he won’t be surprised if she does. She’s a nosy one, all right, but at least from what he can tell she’s cute. The one plus to all this.
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“Thanks, sweetcheeks, your gratitude’s much appreciated. This hunter's got a little heart left.”
He glances around at all the hostility surrounding them. Yeah, he could’ve warned her, but that isn’t part of the plan. And why would he go out of his way to rouse even more suspicion from the tiny brunette?
“The trees here aren’t considered...loyal enough so I was sent to cut ‘em down. Mother Russia and her loyalty, you know.”
With all luck (which he doesn’t have much of, it seems) she won’t inquire further, but he won’t be surprised if she does. She’s a nosy one, all right, but at least from what he can tell she’s cute. The one plus to all this.