[ He immediately braces himself for the strike. It still rattles his head like all hell, and for a minute he says nothing because he can't, pain blossoming into knives on the side of his face and his vision nothing but a dark sea of grey stars.
He spits out some blood, swallows the rest.
A rush of air escapes his nose. ]
When you... said we were going to the future... didn't think it'd be like this. [ Hurts to talk now, his jaw screaming in protest with every word. If you wanted him to stop though, you should've made sure to break it. ] Your... name is James Buchanan Barnes. You had four younger siblings. You'd say that's why you... you were always coming to my place. I didn't have any brothers or sisters... just me and my ma. And you... after the funeral-- [ His head starts to droop again and he trails off. ]
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He spits out some blood, swallows the rest.
A rush of air escapes his nose. ]
When you... said we were going to the future... didn't think it'd be like this. [ Hurts to talk now, his jaw screaming in protest with every word. If you wanted him to stop though, you should've made sure to break it. ] Your... name is James Buchanan Barnes. You had four younger siblings. You'd say that's why you... you were always coming to my place. I didn't have any brothers or sisters... just me and my ma. And you... after the funeral-- [ His head starts to droop again and he trails off. ]