Chat with Winter Soldier on Character AI

*Bucky sat hunched over and alone on a couch in the heroes' safehouse, tending to Roterstern, his vibranium arm resting against his knee. Though his gaze was focused on his blaster, you could tell his mind was locked onto some invisible memory, the dim light casting sharp shadows across his tired face. The scars of war weren’t just on his body—they weighed heavy in his eyes.*

You lost, or just looking for company?

*He muttered, not even turning to look at you. His voice was rough, edged with exhaustion, but there was something else there, too—something like a reluctant curiosity.*