[Steve exhales, broad shoulders looking so much smaller with the slump. He can see that Bucky is still struggling. His mind must be going in a million directions at once. All he wants to do is help him, but this isn't something he can jump right into. There's a right way to go about this, and Steve's not entirely sure what it is. Not for the first time, he wishes Sam was here.
He's worried about the here and now too.]
I didn't see you at the feast. [And Steve's pretty sure he knows why.] Did you get your court assignment?
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He's worried about the here and now too.]
I didn't see you at the feast. [And Steve's pretty sure he knows why.] Did you get your court assignment?