[ In the background is Steve, working on the walls within earshot of Bucky and his small audience. Smiles to himself sometimes, distracted and somewhere else in a way that's become unusual for him lately.
(Bucky practically helped raised his siblings. Always just been good with kids, opposite of himself.)
They don't talk much outside of whatever they're working on at the moment, and only if they need the other one's help on a particular unwieldy piece of material. It's fine. He doesn't even know what he wants to say yet.
He talks to Sam. Narrows it down a bit.
There's a quiet spot they get used to taking their break during the day, just outside of the Theater itself. That's where he's sitting, hunched and staring (and not staring) down at something in his hands. It hadn't been on him when he first woke up. Found it later in the egg mess with the retractable shields. Closed, the compass face and the photo inside are hidden from view, his brow furrowed at the metal.
theater + misc
(Bucky practically helped raised his siblings. Always just been good with kids, opposite of himself.)
They don't talk much outside of whatever they're working on at the moment, and only if they need the other one's help on a particular unwieldy piece of material. It's fine. He doesn't even know what he wants to say yet.
He talks to Sam. Narrows it down a bit.
There's a quiet spot they get used to taking their break during the day, just outside of the Theater itself. That's where he's sitting, hunched and staring (and not staring) down at something in his hands. It hadn't been on him when he first woke up. Found it later in the egg mess with the retractable shields. Closed, the compass face and the photo inside are hidden from view, his brow furrowed at the metal.
(past or future?) ]