"Okay," Sokka says when Bucky shakes his head. No gun, only a boomerang and a knife. That's fine; Sokka is used to only having his boomerang as protection. He was before he learned how to use a sword, and it's been fine now that he's without his sword again. It's the weapon he knows best, and no matter what anyone says about it, he could use it to seriously hurt someone if he had to. A gun would have been extra security, but Sokka is still confident in his ability to protect Bucky with his boomerang alone. It hasn't failed him yet, even when facing down creepy mannequins or salesmen who didn't want to die.
That means it should be time for more questions, but Sokka hesitates again, Katara's voice still in the back of his head. He looks at Bucky a little uncertainty as he maneuvers the blanket, trying to determine if he wants to get under it or if he's trying to get up. In the end, Sokka picks up the blanket himself and drapes it over him, deciding that regardless, it's better if Bucky rests as much as he can.
"Wait here. Don't move — I'm coming back." He says that because he feels like it's what he would want to hear, if he were vulnerable and set to be left alone. Sokka leaves the knife but brings his boomerang with him — first, to the bathroom, where he rummages around until he finds some bandages and stuff that looks (and smells) like salve. Then he goes to the kitchen and spends a few minutes trying to figure out what a person in Bucky's state would want to eat, if he even can eat, and settles on grabbing a can of soup and the can opener, similar to what he grabbed when he first raided Bucky's cabinets. He brings everything back to the bedroom, then sits near bucky again.
Quietly, he says, "Let me see your arm. I'm going to treat your cuts," as best he can, considering his lack of healing abilities, "and I'm going to ask you more questions about the doctor." It's fair warning; Sokka already feels like he's wasting important time, as much as he wants to help Bucky.
i'm so sorry for the delay on this
That means it should be time for more questions, but Sokka hesitates again, Katara's voice still in the back of his head. He looks at Bucky a little uncertainty as he maneuvers the blanket, trying to determine if he wants to get under it or if he's trying to get up. In the end, Sokka picks up the blanket himself and drapes it over him, deciding that regardless, it's better if Bucky rests as much as he can.
"Wait here. Don't move — I'm coming back." He says that because he feels like it's what he would want to hear, if he were vulnerable and set to be left alone. Sokka leaves the knife but brings his boomerang with him — first, to the bathroom, where he rummages around until he finds some bandages and stuff that looks (and smells) like salve. Then he goes to the kitchen and spends a few minutes trying to figure out what a person in Bucky's state would want to eat, if he even can eat, and settles on grabbing a can of soup and the can opener, similar to what he grabbed when he first raided Bucky's cabinets. He brings everything back to the bedroom, then sits near bucky again.
Quietly, he says, "Let me see your arm. I'm going to treat your cuts," as best he can, considering his lack of healing abilities, "and I'm going to ask you more questions about the doctor." It's fair warning; Sokka already feels like he's wasting important time, as much as he wants to help Bucky.