[Bucky with the good hair. He can deal with that, he thinks. He jumps a little at the touch to his ear, but re-focuses on his breathing. The process of braiding is calming in and of itself, the gentle tugs another source of sensations to ground himself. With the curtain of hair finally drawn back, he can see more of the world. It reminds him of Bucharest and one reason why he wore caps. Braids will be much easier to manage when it comes to hygiene, too.
He can't be who he used to be, maybe, but he could be the Bucky with the good hair.
Compared to where he started, it's a step in the right direction.]
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He can't be who he used to be, maybe, but he could be the Bucky with the good hair.
Compared to where he started, it's a step in the right direction.]
Otherwise we might blind someone.