Suddenly Bucky—the real Bucky—shines through and Peggy finds herself smiling back. He’s confused right now, but they’ll make it right. They have to.

“Oh, he means well,” she laughs, pushing sweaty hair out of her face. “And he’s a good person to have around. He knows you better than anyone; the two of you have been friends since childhood. But I’ll try to fill in the gaps where I can, if you’d like me to.”