Sam glances down. Smiles, teeth showing. The expression is downright bashful. "You know I am." It's just a joke, of course. There's the out. Sam takes the comment, makes it flirtatious, makes it something easily brushed aside at the same time, though. He flirts like this with everyone, some more so than others, depending on comfort levels. He doesn't get bashful about it often, though.
Still, his mood sobers along with Bucky's, and he sighs eventually.
"When you're out again, I need you to find my sister. Sarah Wilson. Delacroix, Louisiana. No clue how you'd get there, the whole fugitive thing..."
Sam takes a shuddering breath. Sarah doesn't even know what happened with the Accords. She must have found out about her brother becoming a wanted man on the news. Shame nips at Sam's heels. Thinks of his nephews. Too young - they won't remember him. Cass is a toddler. AJ just a baby. They won't remember him. And Sarah's gonna lose the last family member she had left. Some big brother he ended up being.
"She's gotta know, Buck."
If he dies - and he will - she deserves to know it. Deserves to make her peace with it and put him to rest in whatever way she can without a body. Sucks to ask this of Bucky. But Bucky is here with him, and chances are, only one of them is gonna make it out.
They have about two hours, Sam reckons, before he starts getting really loopy. Before he drifts off, feeling warm despite the cold. Three, if he's very lucky.
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Still, his mood sobers along with Bucky's, and he sighs eventually.
"When you're out again, I need you to find my sister. Sarah Wilson. Delacroix, Louisiana. No clue how you'd get there, the whole fugitive thing..."
Sam takes a shuddering breath. Sarah doesn't even know what happened with the Accords. She must have found out about her brother becoming a wanted man on the news. Shame nips at Sam's heels. Thinks of his nephews. Too young - they won't remember him. Cass is a toddler. AJ just a baby. They won't remember him. And Sarah's gonna lose the last family member she had left. Some big brother he ended up being.
"She's gotta know, Buck."
If he dies - and he will - she deserves to know it. Deserves to make her peace with it and put him to rest in whatever way she can without a body. Sucks to ask this of Bucky. But Bucky is here with him, and chances are, only one of them is gonna make it out.
They have about two hours, Sam reckons, before he starts getting really loopy. Before he drifts off, feeling warm despite the cold. Three, if he's very lucky.