[ He catches him in the corner of his eye. Pockets the compass, still hunched forward and frowning at Bucky as he sucks down his canteen. ]
Sam told me about Isaiah Bradley.
[ There's no anger in his voice. None of the anger he's got about that revelation is focused on Bucky, anyway. He's just tired. Disappointed. His mouth twists again. ]
You need to give him a break.
[ Sam. Cut him some slack. He doesn't know all the details about what the two of you have been up to exactly, but you weren't exactly hiding your feelings about how Sam's been handling things. ]
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Sam told me about Isaiah Bradley.
[ There's no anger in his voice. None of the anger he's got about that revelation is focused on Bucky, anyway. He's just tired. Disappointed. His mouth twists again. ]
You need to give him a break.
[ Sam. Cut him some slack. He doesn't know all the details about what the two of you have been up to exactly, but you weren't exactly hiding your feelings about how Sam's been handling things. ]