Again the silence stretches on. There are so many things he could think to say to that, but Bucky's tired and confused and raw, and putting his thoughts into order is beyond him at the moment. After another long moment, however, his tongue stumbles over a few words, voice quiet.
"I remember everything... And I still don't have the first idea how we got to this point."
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"I remember everything... And I still don't have the first idea how we got to this point."