People who thought they could do whatever they wanted to whoever they wanted. Back then, part of him had desired somewhere to belong. To be some place that he had a purpose. He'd been good at being a soldier, even before HYDRA, and now, yeah, he's not so sure what he wants to be.
"'M not so sure what that even is."
He leans slightly to the side, tucking one of his legs up under the other. It's hard for him to relax even with just the two of them, but he's giving it his all.
"Was never good at anything else."
It's not self-depreciating, not the way he says or thinks of it. He'd had odd jobs growing up, construction and labor, wherever he could earn a quick buck. Then he'd been in the war. Then HYDRA. He had no idea where to start.
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People who thought they could do whatever they wanted to whoever they wanted. Back then, part of him had desired somewhere to belong. To be some place that he had a purpose. He'd been good at being a soldier, even before HYDRA, and now, yeah, he's not so sure what he wants to be.
"'M not so sure what that even is."
He leans slightly to the side, tucking one of his legs up under the other. It's hard for him to relax even with just the two of them, but he's giving it his all.
"Was never good at anything else."
It's not self-depreciating, not the way he says or thinks of it. He'd had odd jobs growing up, construction and labor, wherever he could earn a quick buck. Then he'd been in the war. Then HYDRA. He had no idea where to start.