He tries to shift to see if the figure had fucked off yet or not but it would have been too obvious. The mystery person is just beyond his peripheral vision, and besides, Gaby is so close she's about all in his line of sight.
Strong, huh? Bucky takes ahold of a dainty wrist, fingers gripping hard, and twists her arm behind her back--not to the point of pain, but enough to press her forward more. He keeps his grip on her upper arm with his other hand. He can give a convincing show--maybe. Usually he isn't this out in the open and more in the shadows.
"You're in luck there; Russia has a lot of both," his voice remains low and dry, though when he next speaks it holds the tiniest hint of a smirk, "but some much more than others."
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23/9/15 00:39 (UTC)Strong, huh? Bucky takes ahold of a dainty wrist, fingers gripping hard, and twists her arm behind her back--not to the point of pain, but enough to press her forward more. He keeps his grip on her upper arm with his other hand. He can give a convincing show--maybe. Usually he isn't this out in the open and more in the shadows.
"You're in luck there; Russia has a lot of both," his voice remains low and dry, though when he next speaks it holds the tiniest hint of a smirk, "but some much more than others."
Then another scowl.
"Usually I don't have company blowing it for me."