[He snorts a little, which is the closest he's going to get to a laugh. His hand flexes, looking surprisingly mobile for a metal arm.
Bucky's also a man of his word, because he starts to casually approach the nearest shining turtle. At least he's not going near the eggs-- it's not something that interests him, and even as he gets closer, they don't seem to mind.
Eventually he gets close enough to a particularly large one to place his hand on it gently, looking at the shell with interest.]
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Bucky's also a man of his word, because he starts to casually approach the nearest shining turtle. At least he's not going near the eggs-- it's not something that interests him, and even as he gets closer, they don't seem to mind.
Eventually he gets close enough to a particularly large one to place his hand on it gently, looking at the shell with interest.]
See? No biting!