[By now, Ronan has deadened his reaction enough that he doesn't flinch.
It's strange to talk to Bucky. He reminds him of the man who beat his father to death. He's outwardly expressing little regret, possibly feeling more, and at that point turned vaguely philosophical. It's not a pleasant association. At least this time the pity outweighs the anger.]
Yeah. That'd be whatever's fucking with our heads. My memories are never as clear as this. When's it going to be over, anyway?
[He doesn't clarify if he's referring to the constant annoyance of stepping into someone's memories or just this memory itself.]
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It's strange to talk to Bucky. He reminds him of the man who beat his father to death. He's outwardly expressing little regret, possibly feeling more, and at that point turned vaguely philosophical. It's not a pleasant association. At least this time the pity outweighs the anger.]
Yeah. That'd be whatever's fucking with our heads. My memories are never as clear as this. When's it going to be over, anyway?
[He doesn't clarify if he's referring to the constant annoyance of stepping into someone's memories or just this memory itself.]