Ha. Thanos is reminded of his daughter, Nebula. He had tried to make her perfect, in largely the same manner, and she resented him for it just as much as this man resented whoever tried to mold him. Thanos did not know the goals of this human's master, but surely they were not as noble as his. All the same, he could sympathize with them. He wondered if this human had been chosen with the same careful eye as he had chosen his own children. Had he shown the same promise he had seen in Gamora?

Thanos knelt down and slowly unclipped the bracer around his wrist, showing Bucky the underside. Within a thick nest of scarring there was a mechanical implant.

"The body is frail," Thanos explained. "I've perfected myself. And it is the most beautiful thing about me."