If he-- minded the bruises that much, he would complain. But normally, neither of them seem to mind or notice and that is-- fine. He's not suddenly so fragile because he's in a woman's body. He doesn't want to be treated like that. It's-- frustrating. He was a colonel, he led a group of skilled soldiers-- he ended the Avengers.

"You asked me to talk, James. I tried because-- things are a bit different now." But perhaps he shouldn't have. He should have just kept it to himself until he was ready with a solution, married or not. It seems to stress Bucky out after all and he'd... rather not

They really should give Oeznik a vacation at some point -- away from counselling the two men living under this roof.

There's a sigh at Bucky's words. He's not going to kick him. He is going to get up and peel himself out of the damp, uncomfortable suit and grab for something to slip on. A shirt, a pair of pants. Something comfortable and warm. He's not especially in the mood to play. "It doesn't matter. Today has been... strange for both of us. Maybe tomorrow will be better."