[It’s simple really: Bucky doesn’t trust anyone to that degree. He trusts that there are those who would offer such cooperation, offer to watch each other’s back. But there’s no one he trusts to do so. It’s not a bad thing; it keeps him sharp, knowing that he’s got to look out for himself. It’s how he’s meant to operate.]
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[If she wants to look for it, he'll not stop her.]
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How did it go?
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[Both of them might be kinder to themselves when they're actually different people, honestly.]
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[She really is.]
Normally there aren't doubles. I suppose the two of you must be different enough for the fleet.
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[Or — what he privately believes — he's too broken for what the Atroma want and they made the decision to replace him.]
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Possible. Or could be there's other differences. More slight things than we usually see.
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Or that our hosts are planning something.
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Not heavily, no.
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Old habits aren't always poor ones.
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Even when you have someone to watch your back.
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I suppose.
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[There's a pause. Natasha doesn't want to argue and she doesn't want to push him. She's accomplished what she needed.
She's hesitant to let the conversation drop though.]
If you come up with any clues what might be going on, you know where to find me.
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I do. Unless you’ve changed ships.
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