[Bucky looks much worse than the last time he'd seen Ange. Though his clothes are clean and dry (and not his, slightly too long and slightly too large), he has the look of a hunted man. Dark smudges like bruises under wild eyes, and a tension to his posture that suggests he's ready to fight or flee at a moment's provocation.
His stance does, however, loosen a little when she enters, in a clear indication that he doesn't consider her a threat.]
Martin sent me here to kill you.
[His gaze flicks to Ruby, his voice flat. Since he's decided that she isn't a threat either, or at least not the sort of threat that Martin wanted him to believe, she deserves to know the truth. It's easier to keep his voice and expression neutral as he speaks, hide the fear and turmoil of the situation beneath bland tones. Like giving a mission report.]
He told me that you erased his memories, played with his mind, and sent me after you. I don't know why he wants you dead, but he knew what sending me after you would mean.
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His stance does, however, loosen a little when she enters, in a clear indication that he doesn't consider her a threat.]
Martin sent me here to kill you.
[His gaze flicks to Ruby, his voice flat. Since he's decided that she isn't a threat either, or at least not the sort of threat that Martin wanted him to believe, she deserves to know the truth. It's easier to keep his voice and expression neutral as he speaks, hide the fear and turmoil of the situation beneath bland tones. Like giving a mission report.]
He told me that you erased his memories, played with his mind, and sent me after you. I don't know why he wants you dead, but he knew what sending me after you would mean.