Bucky's limbs shake even as he's swept into Sam's arms, shivering from either cold or heat- he's not sure. His chest continues to heave with the effort of keeping his lungs clear, as more blood rises. He can't entirely bring his gaze up to Pierce's face, but the heat from his glare can be felt all the same. Here Bucky is being sheltered from his failure when he should be punished to the fullest extent. Pierce knows that, Bucky knows that.

желание. Pierce's voice suddenly fills the entire space, echoing off the walls and Bucky flinches. His limbs become transparent, like glass.

No. Not this. Not like this. Not while Sam is here. Pierce will make him kill Sam and he can't- he'll get back in the tank. He'll get back in.