Most of the station was a lot of people. Robin had a hard time picturing it."I don't even think my parents would come if I ever.." She stopped herself. She couldn't get sad in the current situation. Just get away from the scary Russian, back to the station and enjoy an actual future.
Robin took the offered hand and followed his lead, through the streets. The constant feeling that the Russian was catching up to her caused her to tighten her grip on his hand and speed up her steps. "I'd like that." She replied. A hot drink might soothe her nerves.
Just as they were rounding the corner to the library, the Russian jumped out at her. Robin screamed instinctively, then clamped her hand over her mouth. No one else saw it. It wasn't real, she reminded herself. She took a few shuddering breaths, then moved her hand away from her mouth. "You're not real. You're nothing." She saw It became smaller. But didn't trust that it would last. She looked at Bucky again. "We're almost at the station, right?"