Re: Bucky B/Natasha R
[Natasha stood for a moment in place, studying him, comparing him mentally to the Winter Soldier who'd been trying so hard to kill her...and very nearly had. That man's hair was longer, but this Bucky's hair was growing. He didn't have the black around his eyes, and his eyes...she knew then, as she looked into his, that she'd always be able to tell the difference between them.] Hey. [And she stepped in, walking past him without waiting for an invitation. She no longer had the shoulder injury, but she did hold herself a little stiffly thanks to a gunshot wound very recently.]