Oh, I wouldn't throw a punch if I were angry at you, Mr. Barnes. [There's a certain way he says that, an almost undercurrent of threat. But he offers a rueful smile a moment later. Perhaps it was nothing.] It's not particularly in my nature to be violent, lessons in sword fighting aside. Truthfully, I would fear more for my hand than your person in that exchange.
Please do not think on it, and you needn't inform me should some other dalliance occur.
[He might not know what exactly Monty is getting at, but Bucky knows a veiled threat when he hears one. He worked alongside men like Pierce for a long time, he's fluent in understanding the language of threats under polite conversation, even if he's not good at speaking it himself.
His eyes narrow slightly, but he nods all the same.]
It won't.
[No more dalliances, he can't afford to fall for a taken immortal fox lady.
He turns abruptly away and starts to walk off, unless Monty has anything to say he'll just go. Goodbye is a word for other people.]
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Please do not think on it, and you needn't inform me should some other dalliance occur.
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His eyes narrow slightly, but he nods all the same.]
It won't.
[No more dalliances, he can't afford to fall for a taken immortal fox lady.
He turns abruptly away and starts to walk off, unless Monty has anything to say he'll just go. Goodbye is a word for other people.]
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Farewell, Mr. Barnes.