"What does that mean? It's warm! Steve enjoys it!" As if that's any sort of argument for or against heated floors. But honestly, it isn't that terrible. It's freezing outside. It isn't his fault Bucky seems immune to being cold... or possibly, he just enjoys the cold. He bites off asking if it's because it's one step closer to cryogenesis. He may be in a bit of a foul mood, but there's no sense in sinking so low.
"It's odd that it is only me. Why would it only target one of us?" That's... worrisome. Or possibly for the best. How can he be certain of anything at the moment? That's possibly what's bugging him more than the breasts or the hair. He isn't steps ahead. He doesn't have a plan for this.
He doesn't get a chance to answer whether he's cold before a robe is draped around him, but he does gladly pull it a little tighter. "Fine."
He's not certain he's fine, but it does get Bucky a bit of a curious look as he rambles on. It's possible that Bucky just makes everything that much more awkward though. He tilts his head, brows furrowing. "Just because I'm not hurting doesn't mean it's fine. How would you feel if you woke up like this?"
He crosses his arms absentmindedly. Does he like this? "Do you like this?"
He shifts his weight a bit, turning to face Bucky properly for right now. It's not easy to miss the change in behavior. Zemo can't decide if it's amusing or frustrating at the moment. "Missing the fairer sex, perhaps?"
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"It's odd that it is only me. Why would it only target one of us?" That's... worrisome. Or possibly for the best. How can he be certain of anything at the moment? That's possibly what's bugging him more than the breasts or the hair. He isn't steps ahead. He doesn't have a plan for this.
He doesn't get a chance to answer whether he's cold before a robe is draped around him, but he does gladly pull it a little tighter. "Fine."
He's not certain he's fine, but it does get Bucky a bit of a curious look as he rambles on. It's possible that Bucky just makes everything that much more awkward though. He tilts his head, brows furrowing. "Just because I'm not hurting doesn't mean it's fine. How would you feel if you woke up like this?"
He crosses his arms absentmindedly. Does he like this? "Do you like this?"
He shifts his weight a bit, turning to face Bucky properly for right now. It's not easy to miss the change in behavior. Zemo can't decide if it's amusing or frustrating at the moment. "Missing the fairer sex, perhaps?"