[ In this case, he doesn't mind being overwhelmed. A direct link to Bucky's mind hasn't always made connecting or understanding easier, sometimes the direct opposite. Right now, it feels like welcome relief. Bucky's presence is wanted, more than Steve's mouth could ever form the words around, and his grip on the connection only wavers once Bucky speaks, his attention returning to their surroundings again. ]
And a cold beer. [ He disentangles himself from Bucky, cocking his head with a half grin and a silent lead the way. Both hands shove into his pockets. ] You taking part in the dog and pony show? [ The competition. ]
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And a cold beer. [ He disentangles himself from Bucky, cocking his head with a half grin and a silent lead the way. Both hands shove into his pockets. ] You taking part in the dog and pony show? [ The competition. ]