[ His gaze shifts from Sam to Bucky, offering them both a half-hearted grin. He glances up at the high ceiling. This is as close to fresh air as they're going to get until the powers that be let them know when they're getting sent out again. ]
Well, we won't have to worry about getting rained on... [ And he's not going to complain about some time away from Life Support right now. One foot digs into the dirt. ] This the spot?
[ His own camping experience is, well, pretty limited. ]
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Well, we won't have to worry about getting rained on... [ And he's not going to complain about some time away from Life Support right now. One foot digs into the dirt. ] This the spot?
[ His own camping experience is, well, pretty limited. ]