[ There really aren't. Speaking of bottles, Bucky lifts his flask and takes a drink. ]
Two years. That's a long time to be doing this. [ Bucky's mouth opens, but he stops himself. He wants to ask what her regret is, but remembers the scathing lecture he got about that from someone else, and manages to stop himself. He takes another drink, instead. ]
What's your home like? [ Yeah, that's the best he could come up with for a replacement question. ]
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Two years. That's a long time to be doing this. [ Bucky's mouth opens, but he stops himself. He wants to ask what her regret is, but remembers the scathing lecture he got about that from someone else, and manages to stop himself. He takes another drink, instead. ]
What's your home like? [ Yeah, that's the best he could come up with for a replacement question. ]