[ For a moment Tony's expression does nothing, which may be more alarming than not. But he slots the pieces into place easily enough, new information clicking with old — Captain America's best friend, infamously lost to the tundra. The Bucky Barnes he's met here, so far removed from anything they were taught about in museums or books, constantly carrying a haunted look around with him.
The way he fought those Caducans, like they were barely even a threat. ]
—Barnes? [ Who else? It's barely a question. ] Jesus...
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The way he fought those Caducans, like they were barely even a threat. ]
—Barnes? [ Who else? It's barely a question. ] Jesus...