[ Because he knows he drinks more here, after everything he saw before coming, but because he spends a lot of time alone, and the ticking is always louder then. ]
[She partied hard before, but now she doesn't even party. Here, she drinks to drown out the ticking, the loneliness, the constant feeling of being abandoned.]
[ He doesn't ask what it was that started it, he can guess well enough, but he doesn't exactly close the subject off if she wants to bring anything forward. ]
It's got a nasty way of doing that to people. But, hey, if you're gonna do it, might as well do it with company, right? And I'd be offended if you got the party started without me.
aren't you supposed to lead me away from temptation, not encourage me into it?
[Besides, if she had company, she wouldn't feel the need to drink so much, at least until she's so far gone that she passes out and can't hear the ticking.]
That's what I've said about alcohol. But you always end up back there. [ The grin lingers, and he tries not to let the affection filter through, but he's not sure he's doing a good job of it. ] Fun's one word for it. Remind me never to breed.
[ Clapping him on the back. ] You got lucky with a buddy like him.
[ Of course he knows that. There isn't anyone who knows it more than Bucky does. Steve is his entire life, but there are some things you just can't say. ]
So I kinda need y'to clue me in on some things, Barton.
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