[It doesn't take more than Steve agreeing to it for vibranium to smash effectively against the TV, shattering the screen in dozens of pieces, turning the images there into something more akin to a kaleidoscope before the TV finally stops working completely. There's a breath of relief that leaves Bucky as he watches the darkened screen, and he gives the other Super Soldier a curt nod:]

Thanks. [He's likely to share, one day, when all the losses don't feel so raw anymore; when he's figured that he still can allow himself to be friends with Steve even if they don't come from the same universe. But for now, just adjusting to this new world is a task in itself.]

Captain Carter mentioned the other Steve to me when we met after I landed in this place. And I'm still not unconvinced that their Bucky isn't an imposter. I don't think I've ever been made for politics. [He adds with the hint of an amused smile on his lips.

It still feels strange to think that he got his white picket fence happy ending somewhere in another universe. It's a small measure of comfort to know that not all versions of him had to go through the torture and the killings and the suffering.]

How long have you been here for?