ever marching as to war

"That really wasn't my intention," Bucky replies, blinking up at Spud. "Just..." He pushes out a breath and leans back in his chair. "You're a friend. Seemed a weird thing to keep lying about, even just through omission."

There are other secrets he isn't so eager to share. That he worked for the Soviets, that he was brainwashed, all the terrible things he'd done as one of the world's most deadliest and efficient assassins... Telling Spud that he saw the future seemed the most harmless. His fingers itched over the button that controls the hologram on his arm, but Bucky doesn't press it.

"Would showing you help or are you gonna keep looking at me like I'm a liar?"