"They're the wrong size."
Now what. Sam glances over at the television, then to Bucky's face. Unreadable as granite, like always, but the eyebrows are twitching slightly. "What are you talking about?"
"Boots."
It takes Sam a moment. Currently, the view on screen has shifted from a closeup of that smug, white face, to a full figure view of John Walker in front of the roaring crowd.
"Okay, there is no way you could possibly know that."
"They grew. You know, after."
Sam frowns. Looks at John Walker's feet.
"We talked about it."
"Yeah." Sam nods, keeps watching. "All right."
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