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Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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There's a doubt because Bucky's my friend, I gave him my word, and I just spent last night being made to believe I should murder half the people I care about most by the Admin or left to that by her. Including Bucky. He was here and I fucking bit him because I couldn't do anything else to hurt him!

[His voice is more than a little strained by the end of that. Okay, so maybe suppressing everything to do with this isn't working out as well as he'd hoped.]

Mm... Just a moment. Sorry. Just a moment.

[The line goes dead for about a minute as John gathers himself once more. This is the problem with voice over text. He continues in a more level voice after that.]

I'll try to convince Stein to do it himself. He's the one who asked me to test out the procedure on him, anyway. I told him no until we had more information.

Watson, you do not have to consult Bucky for something involving another person, no matter how guilty you feel. Stein has given you his permission, yeah? That's all you need.

Bucky, he's concerned about choice. Isn't he? About having the freedom, right, to dictate his own actions. If you turn Stein down, you're telling him that his choice does not matter to you.

[Alfie, he's a walking guilt complex. Is this really the sagest advice? Regardless, John can see the logic in it, even if it's a morally dubious thing to do. Not to mention, how much will Bucky be able to trust him, if he breaks his word on this?]

I'll talk with Stein. He might be rattled enough from everything that's happened to want to request it himself, especially if I show him the conversation where he asked for it before.

Mm.

Bucky is fucking out of line, here. Honestly, mate, I can't believe you're even considering indulging it.

[That's honestly a bit of a confusing sentiment.]

He has his reasons. And I've done enough to make him mistrust me.

All of which would be a valid argument if he was involved in this in any way.

[John massages his temple on the side that isn't covered in a bandage for the moment.]

Can we table this argument? Please? My face hurts. A lot.

[A cheap way to side-step this, but he does have meds he can take, his own narcotics from back when his leg was a mess. He'd found those going through his stocks and realized he hadn't even really needed to ask Sherlock for morphine.]

Mm.

[That's as much of an answer as you're going to get, Watson.]

I'll talk to you later, Alfie.

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