06-17-2016, 05:56 PM
Bucky hesitantly takes one of the plates, leaving the other or whoever would finish it off later. He was finding the smell of most food would churn his stomach but it didn't really matter when he was just so hungry. "So..." He picked at some of his food. "About that talk..." Because here had to be more to this, surely. "How'd you find me? The city I was in, I suppose."