[Well, at least he doesn't grab the can opener from the metal end. He would have gotten a really strange look from Bucky then. For the most part Bucky is pretty oblivious to just how different the worlds they come from are. It looks like a healthy and frankly intelligent amount of paranoia and distrust from where he's standing.
But let's face it, the Fire Nation can only dream of something as artificial and horrific as Velveeta. And Bucky loves that shit.]
Brooklyn. The name's Bucky. [The young man didn't ask, but it is offered, since Bucky got the name 'Lee' from him. There seems to be a kind of assumption that everyone, or at least Lee, knows where Brooklyn is. Bucky finishes going through the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen and turns back to look at Lee, resting his right hand on the counter and drumming his fingers as his eyebrows furrow in thought. He's considering a few options for next steps. Try and figure out where 'here' is. Booby trap the kitchen. Leave the house. Or just sit tight and wait for orders. He's usually given orders before leaving, but. This just means someone's going to show up with the mission brief, or call the phone and expect him to answer, give him directions for what to do next.
Why it's so easy to believe that being saved by Steve and everything that happened after was a dream and he's just been woken up out of cryo and airdropped here, he doesn't know. Maybe it's because that was too good to be true. Or maybe he just wouldn't put it past HYDRA to torment him like this. His emotions are easy to toy with.]
...do you want breakfast? [Bucky offers out of the blue. Maybe papa bear will have decided, after cooking and eating a bit of someone else's food, whether he wants to stick around and find out what's next or leave the house.]
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But let's face it, the Fire Nation can only dream of something as artificial and horrific as Velveeta. And Bucky loves that shit.]
Brooklyn. The name's Bucky. [The young man didn't ask, but it is offered, since Bucky got the name 'Lee' from him. There seems to be a kind of assumption that everyone, or at least Lee, knows where Brooklyn is. Bucky finishes going through the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen and turns back to look at Lee, resting his right hand on the counter and drumming his fingers as his eyebrows furrow in thought. He's considering a few options for next steps. Try and figure out where 'here' is. Booby trap the kitchen. Leave the house. Or just sit tight and wait for orders. He's usually given orders before leaving, but. This just means someone's going to show up with the mission brief, or call the phone and expect him to answer, give him directions for what to do next.
Why it's so easy to believe that being saved by Steve and everything that happened after was a dream and he's just been woken up out of cryo and airdropped here, he doesn't know. Maybe it's because that was too good to be true. Or maybe he just wouldn't put it past HYDRA to torment him like this. His emotions are easy to toy with.]
...do you want breakfast? [Bucky offers out of the blue. Maybe papa bear will have decided, after cooking and eating a bit of someone else's food, whether he wants to stick around and find out what's next or leave the house.]