ever marching as to war

Bucky thinks it over for a second, then says, "...well, actually..."

His version of the future likely isn't the same as what Spud would experience, though. Maybe in his world, dinosaurs don't occasionally find their way to the streets of New York.

He shakes his head a little and adds, "...you know, uh. I've seen it. The future, I mean. Or mine, at least. And not in some dream or trick this place pulled, the real thing."