Reinforced? Jessica wonders if that's more in consideration of him or his enemies. Either way, her loss for not making it to the SHIELD payroll back when she thought she could play hero. The PTSD package is pretty sweet.
They both know what she's here for. Jess cares for small talk about as much as she loves foreplay or men taking her clothes off, so she carries on with her shirt and the tank top under it. She combs her hair back from her face and crosses the room to the only hallway, intent on rapidly hitting all the bullet points on a self-guided tour. She'll christen the kitchen when she's thirsty and the bathroom when she's ready to apply another layer of directionless guilt to herself -- so probably right before the kitchen. It's a modestly sized apartment: it takes a couple of seconds to map and her voice can probably be heard all the way up to the entrance.
"Well come on then, Bucky," she goads, preferring to use his last name when she's taking crap seriously, "we're gonna be late for the sock hop."
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They both know what she's here for. Jess cares for small talk about as much as she loves foreplay or men taking her clothes off, so she carries on with her shirt and the tank top under it. She combs her hair back from her face and crosses the room to the only hallway, intent on rapidly hitting all the bullet points on a self-guided tour. She'll christen the kitchen when she's thirsty and the bathroom when she's ready to apply another layer of directionless guilt to herself -- so probably right before the kitchen. It's a modestly sized apartment: it takes a couple of seconds to map and her voice can probably be heard all the way up to the entrance.
"Well come on then, Bucky," she goads, preferring to use his last name when she's taking crap seriously, "we're gonna be late for the sock hop."