"Hard." Bucky laughed harshly, the sound matching his earlier twisted smile. "Yeah, that's one word for it."
Anyone would break, given enough time and pressure. He knew that. In his head, he knew that. But it was still hard not to feel guilty for being the guy who did break.
Everything in his gut wanted him to react positively to this guy. Like him, even. Mack seemed like he'd have fit right in with the Commandos.
Of course, he also seemed like he’d have fit right in with the STRIKE teams HYDRA had sent as the Soldier’s backup on occasion. Brock Rumlow had come across a similar sort of no-nonsense, hard bitten but loyal trooper.
The worst of it was, that still made Bucky want to feel at ease in the guy’s presence. STRIKE or Commando, that familiarity of a fellow Army brother-in-arms was hard to shake.
“Do you buy the party line they’re feeding us? This Starfleet organization, I mean.” He started exploring the room further, poking at the computer and replicator, though he kept his distance from – and one eye on – Mack. “The whole peace and unity and exploration thing. Sounds too good to be true, and that usually means it is.”
Alexander Pierce had truly believed he was saving the world from itself with what HYDRA was doing, after all. Best intentions didn’t just pave the road to Hell, they built the whole Goddamn place.
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Anyone would break, given enough time and pressure. He knew that. In his head, he knew that. But it was still hard not to feel guilty for being the guy who did break.
Everything in his gut wanted him to react positively to this guy. Like him, even. Mack seemed like he'd have fit right in with the Commandos.
Of course, he also seemed like he’d have fit right in with the STRIKE teams HYDRA had sent as the Soldier’s backup on occasion. Brock Rumlow had come across a similar sort of no-nonsense, hard bitten but loyal trooper.
The worst of it was, that still made Bucky want to feel at ease in the guy’s presence. STRIKE or Commando, that familiarity of a fellow Army brother-in-arms was hard to shake.
“Do you buy the party line they’re feeding us? This Starfleet organization, I mean.” He started exploring the room further, poking at the computer and replicator, though he kept his distance from – and one eye on – Mack. “The whole peace and unity and exploration thing. Sounds too good to be true, and that usually means it is.”
Alexander Pierce had truly believed he was saving the world from itself with what HYDRA was doing, after all. Best intentions didn’t just pave the road to Hell, they built the whole Goddamn place.