[It's another phrase he picked up from somewhere else, one he wouldn't have dared use himself before... just before. Ben still runs every day but he missed the activity once Bucky had gone, and he's looking forward to it.
Which is why he's pacing the deck early after lunch, head up and eyes bright as he looks around him, holding a worn and old fashioned leather baseball glove in one hand. He's still Ben, otherwise, ash grey t-shirt and black fatigues, no jacket today. Just an almost, but not quite, uncharacteristic eagerness.]
[ Private ~~~> Spam? ]
[It's another phrase he picked up from somewhere else, one he wouldn't have dared use himself before... just before. Ben still runs every day but he missed the activity once Bucky had gone, and he's looking forward to it.
Which is why he's pacing the deck early after lunch, head up and eyes bright as he looks around him, holding a worn and old fashioned leather baseball glove in one hand. He's still Ben, otherwise, ash grey t-shirt and black fatigues, no jacket today. Just an almost, but not quite, uncharacteristic eagerness.]