[Secrets were most of what he'd ever known. He was tired of them. But he still hesitated for a moment, licking his lips. Where did he even start with this? And he would he get answers? This man knew about Steve, but did he know other things, too?]
Barnes. Grant called me Barnes. The man on the bridge-Steve-he called me Bucky.
[It felt like he was letting out a secret, like it was out now and it would be taken from him. It scared him.]
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Barnes. Grant called me Barnes. The man on the bridge-Steve-he called me Bucky.
[It felt like he was letting out a secret, like it was out now and it would be taken from him. It scared him.]
Is that who I am?