[Steve had really only started riding a bike during the war, as it was a fast way of transport but more easily maneuverable between rough terrain when compared to a car. Bucky had rode on the back a handful of times, but more often he'd followed on foot with his rifle to keep Steve's path clear.
Now they're in an urban jungle instead, and while the world isn't perfect, there are pockets of peace where they can lick their wounds and Steve can work at putting Bucky back together.
So the ride is pleasant, at least for Steve, as they leave Manhattan over the bridge and then transition into Brooklyn. Through streets and neighborhoods that Steve still remembers, even though they've changed so much now.
Even if Bucky had those memories, he still wouldn't recognize most of this. That's why Steve aims to take him somewhere that's more preserved.]
You okay back there? [He asks it when they're stopped at a light, and even then he has to speak up to make sure that he's heard over the sound of the engine.] Any preference on where we go? [There had been a few photographs on his account, after all.]
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Now they're in an urban jungle instead, and while the world isn't perfect, there are pockets of peace where they can lick their wounds and Steve can work at putting Bucky back together.
So the ride is pleasant, at least for Steve, as they leave Manhattan over the bridge and then transition into Brooklyn. Through streets and neighborhoods that Steve still remembers, even though they've changed so much now.
Even if Bucky had those memories, he still wouldn't recognize most of this. That's why Steve aims to take him somewhere that's more preserved.]
You okay back there? [He asks it when they're stopped at a light, and even then he has to speak up to make sure that he's heard over the sound of the engine.] Any preference on where we go? [There had been a few photographs on his account, after all.]