Just hearing how smug Tony was to be contacted almost made him hang up the phone in a fit of pique, but it also made a tiny smile pull at his lips. As annoying as the guy could be, he was a friend, even if a friend that Bucky had run away from. He was a bit better now than he had been, but he still doesn't think he can handle the excessive overwhelming nature of Tony's friendship in full force.
"I don't have a phone, you know that."
His voice would be as familiar to Tony, that quiet rasp that's as understated as he is overstated.
"Listen-- I need your help."
He wanted to lay it out there immediately because to do otherwise felt dishonest, and he knew Tony would know him well enough to know he wasn't the sort of person to just tap a rich friend for any favour unless it was necessary. Otherwise he would have stayed in the fancy part of New York and accepted a floor in Tony's tower as offered when he got discharged.
"You remember me telling you about Steve?" Dark nights amongst the smell of human waste and the screech of pain, telling one another about people left behind. "Something medical is-- different, but we need to be discrete in working out what it is."
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"I don't have a phone, you know that."
His voice would be as familiar to Tony, that quiet rasp that's as understated as he is overstated.
"Listen-- I need your help."
He wanted to lay it out there immediately because to do otherwise felt dishonest, and he knew Tony would know him well enough to know he wasn't the sort of person to just tap a rich friend for any favour unless it was necessary. Otherwise he would have stayed in the fancy part of New York and accepted a floor in Tony's tower as offered when he got discharged.
"You remember me telling you about Steve?" Dark nights amongst the smell of human waste and the screech of pain, telling one another about people left behind. "Something medical is-- different, but we need to be discrete in working out what it is."