[This feels familiar. Comforting a young soldier whose seen his first combat, making sure they're well enough to get back to camp. Bucky's done that plenty of times before. It came with the package, being Captain America's partner - Steve made the grand speeches, but Bucky's help was always quieter.
He gently uncurls his fingers from around the handle of the knife, sets it in the dirt within easy reach.] Area's clear for now. You're alright. We need to stop the bleeding now. [He frames it as a task, a goal.
While Yuri presses down on the pad, Bucky starts unrolling the tight roll of gauze. He doesn't have much in the way of antiseptic or anything, and he wishes he had a bottle of water to rinse off some of this blood, but instead all he can do after a moment is move Yuri's hand again and draw his arm out to the side, into a little trickle of rain coming down through the leaves.] I don't have anything to clean it with, so we're going back to the trucks right after this. This'll have to do for now.
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He gently uncurls his fingers from around the handle of the knife, sets it in the dirt within easy reach.] Area's clear for now. You're alright. We need to stop the bleeding now. [He frames it as a task, a goal.
While Yuri presses down on the pad, Bucky starts unrolling the tight roll of gauze. He doesn't have much in the way of antiseptic or anything, and he wishes he had a bottle of water to rinse off some of this blood, but instead all he can do after a moment is move Yuri's hand again and draw his arm out to the side, into a little trickle of rain coming down through the leaves.] I don't have anything to clean it with, so we're going back to the trucks right after this. This'll have to do for now.