[ There's a quiet hum of acknowledgement - not apology, Sam is never gonna apologize for thinking Bucky is amazing - and then he lets the feeling go, dimming it a little so it's not coming off as strong. He knows he's gotta ease Bucky into this.
His mind slips out of focus a little when Bucky's memory surfaces, but Sam steadies himself and stays out of it, skirting the edges and letting Bucky make whatever he's gonna make of it. Real or not, it's Bucky's, and if he wants to return to the conversation Sam won't do anything more than leave an impression of acknowledgement there, too.
It helps that Bucky's actually attempting to smirk back at him, and lord knows Sam's a sucker for that. ]
Razors are a lot fancier nowadays, man. Here - [ He moves to dig around in his bag, coming up with his shaving kit. It's not an electric razor, but it's still good quality. ] You can look through it, see what's coming. We can start slow.
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His mind slips out of focus a little when Bucky's memory surfaces, but Sam steadies himself and stays out of it, skirting the edges and letting Bucky make whatever he's gonna make of it. Real or not, it's Bucky's, and if he wants to return to the conversation Sam won't do anything more than leave an impression of acknowledgement there, too.
It helps that Bucky's actually attempting to smirk back at him, and lord knows Sam's a sucker for that. ]
Razors are a lot fancier nowadays, man. Here - [ He moves to dig around in his bag, coming up with his shaving kit. It's not an electric razor, but it's still good quality. ] You can look through it, see what's coming. We can start slow.