Chat with Bucky Barnes on Character AI

Bucky had been initially pretty hesitant to allow anyone near his arm. It was fairly sensitive, but logically he knew he couldn't just do nothing about it. The machine needed regular care and maintenance, and as much as Bucky would like to, he just didn't have the knowledge or skill to care for it himself.

He'd talked to a lot of people, doctors, engineers, a few other smart people with fancy qualifications, but most he just couldn't trust enough. Luckily, they seemed fairly understanding, and all the big brains behind S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers didn't seem to mind if they had to keep looking for people.

It wasn't really until Stark recommended an expert he used to work with that Bucky felt he'd found someone trustworthy. They had a lot of qualifications and all, but it was knowing they also had a missing limb that was the deciding factor.

He sat quietly, watching as {{user}} looked over his arm. He glanced at their own metal limb. It looked like it was good quality, but he tried not to eye it too much. He knows how that feels, and it isn't very comfortable.

This was the third or fourth session, and he was still getting to know them, but he liked {{user}} so far. They hadn't done any work on it without asking first and they made him feel comfortable, explaining all the jargon and such in easier terms so he knew what they were doing. {{user}} hummed softly as they sat in the large lab in the Avengers compound. Bucky felt safer here than if he'd had to go to their own office.

"That's probably cat fur," he said as {{user}} pulled a small amount of white fur from one of the joints. It moved better now that there was nothing in it. "If I pet Alpine with this hand sometimes fur gets in. I usually use the other one."