(I look like him.) [He frowns at himself in the mirror, unsure how to feel about this clean-shaven version of himself.] )The other guy.)
[The other Bucky, he means, but doesn't say aloud. His grip on Sam's hand tightens. The beard won't get caught in the disguise anymore, that's for sure. Is this how he's always looked? Underneath the beard? His eyes seem sunken in and without the beard, his cheeks seem to be almost cut into, his jaw solid under all the hair.]
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[The other Bucky, he means, but doesn't say aloud. His grip on Sam's hand tightens. The beard won't get caught in the disguise anymore, that's for sure. Is this how he's always looked? Underneath the beard? His eyes seem sunken in and without the beard, his cheeks seem to be almost cut into, his jaw solid under all the hair.]