Bucky nodded. "Yeah... Starving... Can I have something other than a sandwich?" It had been ham and cheese sandwiches with water for months. He was done with sandwiches.

Jennifer smiled. "Dinner should be here soon... It's almost six. They always get here at 6 or so with dinner." She tucked Bucky's hair behind his ears. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore. I wanna get up and move."

"Not with your lung how it is... Soon, though." She smiled.