[ If he'd kept up with his shenanigans, he might have ended up with a faceful of her fist. Not that a good punch to the nose would have done much to him, supersoldier healing and all, but it would have been satisfying in the moment. Though at this particular moment, she can't even feel her hands, so it's really a moot point.
While Bucky works on the fire, Daisy tries to stay still and fails miserably. She sits on the couch, then stands and leans against the wall. Back to the couch. Up again to stiffly pace. It's not until the room finally starts to warm that she settles properly onto the couch, arms still wrapped around herself. The part of her that hates being cold (which is a very large part, in fact) wants to go stand as close to the stove as she can safely manage, but the more practical side recalls one of Simmons' many warnings about how to safely come back to temp after prolonged exposure to the cold. She can practically hear Jemma in her head, reminding her of the hours after she'd been rescued from space. ]
Starting to. [ She answers with a slight nod, the shivers no longer stuttering her words. But then she frowns and looks up at Bucky in concern. ] Are you doing okay? With all the... everything?
[ He'd spent the better part of a century being frozen again and again. She'd been frozen once (under very different circumstances) and can't begin to imagine what this must be like for him to be so starkly reminded of those horrible times. ]
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While Bucky works on the fire, Daisy tries to stay still and fails miserably. She sits on the couch, then stands and leans against the wall. Back to the couch. Up again to stiffly pace. It's not until the room finally starts to warm that she settles properly onto the couch, arms still wrapped around herself. The part of her that hates being cold (which is a very large part, in fact) wants to go stand as close to the stove as she can safely manage, but the more practical side recalls one of Simmons' many warnings about how to safely come back to temp after prolonged exposure to the cold. She can practically hear Jemma in her head, reminding her of the hours after she'd been rescued from space. ]
Starting to. [ She answers with a slight nod, the shivers no longer stuttering her words. But then she frowns and looks up at Bucky in concern. ] Are you doing okay? With all the... everything?
[ He'd spent the better part of a century being frozen again and again. She'd been frozen once (under very different circumstances) and can't begin to imagine what this must be like for him to be so starkly reminded of those horrible times. ]