"Then you should be the one with the mustache, I suppose." He playfully scratches along any stubble along Bucky's jaw. He's rather certain that it isn't quite the case -- that he'd be the hero to anyone. He's not one. Just a man who did what needed to be done, what was necessary.
But there were lives lost and actions done that he can admit were... regrettable. Even if he is also equally certain that he'd do it all over again. Difficult to brood over that when Bucky is talking again though.
Where he wants to be. Zemo is rather glad to hear it, honestly. He's not-- certain about some of it. There's a quiet agreement that Bucky should not see some people he had counted as friends. The Wakandans, for instance. But Bucky also seems to be free of regret or resentment right now.
That is something, isn't it? Even if Zemo isn't quite certain how they've managed to get to this point. Neither of them ha been trying after all.
There's a brief smile regardless. "Oh, I am planning plenty of trouble for you, James. Just none of it is to do with explosives or taking lives. Most of it involves seeing if I can get get you to shove me face first into a pillow later, like old times."
It is easier to tease, to deflect, but Zemo squirms back against Bucky as much as he possibly can as he settles back towards the movie. "I am very happy, James."
Saying it feels like a curse, even if he knows that logically, it is not. Admitting it won't make it crash down, end horribly... at least not yet. "I am with the people I want to be with as well. Even Steve, the menace that he is."
And he's rather certain he'd be desperate enough to kill to keep it, to not return to to a tiny, lonely little cage away from what is his, willingly his. "... It is a bit daunting, you know, admitting that. I used to countdown the days that I would be able to reunite with my family, and now I find myself wanting to live more and more. I find myself not wanting to leave you."
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But there were lives lost and actions done that he can admit were... regrettable. Even if he is also equally certain that he'd do it all over again. Difficult to brood over that when Bucky is talking again though.
Where he wants to be. Zemo is rather glad to hear it, honestly. He's not-- certain about some of it. There's a quiet agreement that Bucky should not see some people he had counted as friends. The Wakandans, for instance. But Bucky also seems to be free of regret or resentment right now.
That is something, isn't it? Even if Zemo isn't quite certain how they've managed to get to this point. Neither of them ha been trying after all.
There's a brief smile regardless. "Oh, I am planning plenty of trouble for you, James. Just none of it is to do with explosives or taking lives. Most of it involves seeing if I can get get you to shove me face first into a pillow later, like old times."
It is easier to tease, to deflect, but Zemo squirms back against Bucky as much as he possibly can as he settles back towards the movie. "I am very happy, James."
Saying it feels like a curse, even if he knows that logically, it is not. Admitting it won't make it crash down, end horribly... at least not yet. "I am with the people I want to be with as well. Even Steve, the menace that he is."
And he's rather certain he'd be desperate enough to kill to keep it, to not return to to a tiny, lonely little cage away from what is his, willingly his. "... It is a bit daunting, you know, admitting that. I used to countdown the days that I would be able to reunite with my family, and now I find myself wanting to live more and more. I find myself not wanting to leave you."