[ The wave of awkwardness washing over him is so palpable that he's sure she can see it in his face. Best to stop that. He forces a smile, equally uncertain, and looks her over for a moment. The way she's dressed, he doubts that jacket of hers is enough to hold back the biting chill in the air. He's seen others wandering around like they just got out of the hospital, and he has to wonder if she's just been in an 'accident,' too. ]
Yeah... It sure has been. Work's been busy and, uh... [ Yeah, that's a whole lot of nothing he just said. Bucky's brow knots in concern. ]
You must be cold. Here-- [ He starts to shrug off his own jacket, thicker and heavier than the one she's got on. It's not like the cold bothers him all that much, anyway. ]
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Yeah... It sure has been. Work's been busy and, uh... [ Yeah, that's a whole lot of nothing he just said. Bucky's brow knots in concern. ]
You must be cold. Here-- [ He starts to shrug off his own jacket, thicker and heavier than the one she's got on. It's not like the cold bothers him all that much, anyway. ]