Bucky shook his head. "Nah. I'm done." His mouth pulled up in a not-quite smile. "They're down to breaking up in pairs and arguing about stuff they already argued about. Nothing else is gonna get done, and don't need me there for that." They didn't need him there for any of it really, but Bucky needed to be there, much as he could.
But it was enough to tap out for the night, anyway.
"I'll walk you," Bucky said. It was the nice thing to do anyway - walk someone home. Bucky had manners, when he wasn't too caught up in his own head to remember that. And once, they had said they'd go for a walk. He didn't want to bring that up, though. It felt like an imposition.
Bucky had thought she and Clint came together, so he wasn't surprised she was staying there. Maybe it was a good thing - they didn't have to be on their own going into the hell that was coming. Or maybe it was shitty if they had to prep for watching each other die. Bucky honestly had no fucking idea. So he skipped by inanely saying anything.
"Jarvis," Bucky said softly instead. "I keep changing it in my head, since that's what Tony called him, and in my brain, I keep just saying 'Avox' like an asshole." Because they sat with him and listened to him and didn't it make them shitty people if they still just thought of him as an Avox? Even if Bucky kept doing it. Steve probably never had. Bucky had spent too much time in the Capitol, he had bad habits. "Never would have thought Stark would risk something like that. But makes sense. If he was gonna - it probably would be for the guy who mixes his drinks."
Bucky stepped off to the side of the path a little, deliberately crunching a stray fallen leaf beneath his boot, just to hear the little crisp sound of it. "None of us jump in to tell each other secrets and braid each other's hair that much. So maybe it wasn't that hard to hide." And Bucky understood wanting to keep it hidden to protect Jarvis. In Stark's place, Bucky wouldn't have trusted them either. They were just all already treasonous morons together now - not that much to risk by letting on. "Remember when we first got dragged to the Capitol, and couldn't look away from every Avox in the room?" Or that's how it had been for him, when he wasn't busy being dragged through Games prep. He thought it was the same for most of them from the Districts - caught up in the silent people who always brought people what they wanted and got nothing for it.