To his credit, or something, Bucky goes from unconscious to 110% alert in the amount of time it takes her to pull her foot back after nudging him. At least she didn't kick him. Thanks for that, lady. Maybe more to his credit, he doesn't react other than opening his eyes and fixing them on her for a few seconds, before sitting up slowly, back pressed against the door. He's sore and achy from spending the night in an unconscious heap, but none of that shows. It's less important.
What the hell had they tranq'd him with that had shut him down to the point of letting the Black Widow get this close? But wait, isn't she supposed to be a figment of his imagination or something? "Hey yourself," he mutters, shifting like he's going to stand, but not quite yet. "Back off, huh? A guy's gotta breathe."
Without waiting for her to back off, he now does move smoothly to his feet, but his body language still puts him on the defensive, not a threat, and he hasn't looked away from her yet but why would he, this is what he needs answers about. "How come you're real, anyway? They just got done telling me yesterday that you're not. Or something. I dunno, I didn't ask a lot of questions."
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What the hell had they tranq'd him with that had shut him down to the point of letting the Black Widow get this close? But wait, isn't she supposed to be a figment of his imagination or something? "Hey yourself," he mutters, shifting like he's going to stand, but not quite yet. "Back off, huh? A guy's gotta breathe."
Without waiting for her to back off, he now does move smoothly to his feet, but his body language still puts him on the defensive, not a threat, and he hasn't looked away from her yet but why would he, this is what he needs answers about. "How come you're real, anyway? They just got done telling me yesterday that you're not. Or something. I dunno, I didn't ask a lot of questions."