[Later, Bucky might apologize for pulling too hard on the broodlink, for yanking on it and insisting on an answer when Sam could have been left well enough alone without his company. Bucky can feel the shame pouring off of Sam in waves and he doesn't understand it, but he's still so angry with Sam for no reason at all. It's not Sam's fault for being human, for needing help, for needing stress relief after the death of Lavellan.
The haze of alcohol bleeds over as well when Bucky wants his mind to be focused and clear. He shakes his head in an attempt to free himself from the fog, but his anger fills in any empty space left behind.
He finds Sam in the middle of the crowd and gingerly threads their fingers together. They're leaving. Right now.]
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[Later, Bucky might apologize for pulling too hard on the broodlink, for yanking on it and insisting on an answer when Sam could have been left well enough alone without his company. Bucky can feel the shame pouring off of Sam in waves and he doesn't understand it, but he's still so angry with Sam for no reason at all. It's not Sam's fault for being human, for needing help, for needing stress relief after the death of Lavellan.
The haze of alcohol bleeds over as well when Bucky wants his mind to be focused and clear. He shakes his head in an attempt to free himself from the fog, but his anger fills in any empty space left behind.
He finds Sam in the middle of the crowd and gingerly threads their fingers together. They're leaving. Right now.]