[It takes him a moment, but he tugs on a shirt and opens the door with a slight smile, shaking his head.]
Not at all. Tea would be nice, actually.
[He'd been reading, so he's in pajama pants and a snug tee-shirt, but he sets the book down on the dresser. He knows they haven't exactly seen much of each other, and not only does it seem the polite thing to do, but he knows that Natasha has taken a shine to the girl. And Bucky does have a certain interest in finding out more about his new roommate.
He knows how disconcerting it is to be a creature out of time. He also can pick up the signs of sleeplessness, aside from just noting that she's up later than usual.]
[She's been learning a bit about modern fashion, and doing her best to follow Natalia's guidance - she's wearing a nightgown with a slightly translucent skirt, but she has the good sense to wear some modest but lacy bloomers under it.
She sets about pouring tea for them, and glances up at him with a shy smile.]
I hope black rose is okay, it's my favorite. Do you want honey?
[As to the second question... her face falls a bit, but she tries to keep the smile pointedly.]
I suppose I'm not used to sleeping alone anymore. I was married before I came here... some nights it's difficult not to think of my husband.
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Not at all. Tea would be nice, actually.
[He'd been reading, so he's in pajama pants and a snug tee-shirt, but he sets the book down on the dresser. He knows they haven't exactly seen much of each other, and not only does it seem the polite thing to do, but he knows that Natasha has taken a shine to the girl. And Bucky does have a certain interest in finding out more about his new roommate.
He knows how disconcerting it is to be a creature out of time. He also can pick up the signs of sleeplessness, aside from just noting that she's up later than usual.]
Can't sleep?
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She sets about pouring tea for them, and glances up at him with a shy smile.]
I hope black rose is okay, it's my favorite. Do you want honey?
[As to the second question... her face falls a bit, but she tries to keep the smile pointedly.]
I suppose I'm not used to sleeping alone anymore. I was married before I came here... some nights it's difficult not to think of my husband.