“The only ones that called you James were the nuns and some teachers, the rest called you…you know.” It had actually been his mother who had started to call him Bucky and it had stuck, everyone had started to call him that and she actually didn’t figured out his real name till like three days after she met him, when a teacher called him James, for three days she had only known him as Bucky since that’s how he had introduced himself with that name as well.

She kept a rather composed face when he asked her that of her, though she was rather surprised he was actually requesting that and she nodded just a little bit. “If you want me to do it, then I will.”

A small frown appeared on her face and she shook her head, one of her hands had moved to rest against his arm but she stopped and rested it against the armrest of the chair. “I know we promised that, and I am not saying it’s going to happen, I just want you to be prepared for it in case it happens.”