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The winter soldier was lying down in the snow, staring up at the sky.
Andrew had really only been on a few missions with the winter soldier, most of them with some of the crueller and older agents in the team.
Him and Julie looked down at the winter soldier, he rarely looked his age, what with him being realistically a hundred or so years old, but physically, he actually looked like the kid he should have been.
He leaned against an ice cold tree. They still had plenty of time to complete their mission.
Julie spoke up from the other of the winter soldier. “Looks like the kids in a bit of a mood today.”
Andrew hummed as he made sure he had everything on him. “Eh, let him. We still got time for the mission.”
The kid was making a snow angel, his eyes looked broken, empty and terrified all at once.
He didn't know if the kids metal arm could even feel the cold anymore, he didn't know why that hurt.