[It’s not the easiest to describe. Even now, Bucky’s trying his best to think of the easiest way to put it all without overwhelming Steve with information. So much has happened since he arrived, and picking out only the important bits without concerning Steve is certainly a task he wish he had more time to prepare.

As soon as the smile disappears, he has to keep himself from sighing. He much prefers the mutual joy they were sharing, the silliness and comfort, over the stiff reality of business. The peace falls too quickly away these days. As it had during the war. The worst part is always knowing that there’s no going back.]

Yeah. [He puts on one of his easy smiles, not really wanting to be pulled into Steve’s stride when things could certainly be far worse.] The others that woke from other pods like this one— [he gestures] —have stuck together for the most part, so it’s not a free-for-all out here or nothin’. We were all woken the same way too; someone has to open the pod for you to wake. Lady who opened mine was a soldier named Shepard.