[He really doesn't like the look of that magic, but he's trying not to lash out again. The wizard, whatever his name was, had come to try and help him and Bucky had hurt him in return, that he was even trying to make a splint at all was more than he deserved.
So, for once, he doesn't actually argue any further. He's still so tired and it hurts a lot, so he ends up sinking back down against the wall.
Instead of joining in the conversation, small talk really isn't his strong suit even when Steve Rogers isn't involved, he pulls his hoodie up a bit to clamp a wedge of fabric in his teeth and then very brutally snaps his dislocated wrist back into place with the power of his metal hand. It hurts like hell, but the fabric in his mouth stops him from crying out or damaging his teeth from clenching too hard.]
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So, for once, he doesn't actually argue any further. He's still so tired and it hurts a lot, so he ends up sinking back down against the wall.
Instead of joining in the conversation, small talk really isn't his strong suit even when Steve Rogers isn't involved, he pulls his hoodie up a bit to clamp a wedge of fabric in his teeth and then very brutally snaps his dislocated wrist back into place with the power of his metal hand. It hurts like hell, but the fabric in his mouth stops him from crying out or damaging his teeth from clenching too hard.]