[ It takes a moment, but eventually there's a slow, deep exhale. There's no use in bitterness over Bucky not being quite the friend he's grown to become. The not-friend. And not-partner. He's in there, just... Bucky's got some stuff to work through, too.

He tries not to think of Steve and Natasha and Riley. Tries not to think that Bucky's just one more partner he's lost to circumstances greater than him. ]

Thank you.

[ And he means that. Sam glances over his shoulder, finds Bucky's eyes, then gives him a small nod. ]

Lot of stuff happens. Listen, where you're at? You and I ain't good. But we will be.

[ He shrugs the shoulder that Bucky's not holding onto. ]

I got a headstart here. I know your crap, you don't know mine. You want me to tell you, I will.