[It's only after Sam mentions the birds again that Bucky starts to draw out of his haze of emotion. With a final brush of his fingers over the fabric, he turns from the wardrobe with a widening grin. First, he pushes the key back into the lock and watches as the wardrobe condenses itself into box of before.]
Life support.
[Bucky does like his dark corners, after all, and the more space between him and the other hosts the better, but he's actually picked quarters not too far from the others. He adds the impression of trying to feed the birds earlier in the day and the pecking he got for not doing it quite right.]
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Life support.
[Bucky does like his dark corners, after all, and the more space between him and the other hosts the better, but he's actually picked quarters not too far from the others. He adds the impression of trying to feed the birds earlier in the day and the pecking he got for not doing it quite right.]