[ He desperately wishes Sam was here. Sam who knows how to be easy when the humour's needed, how to push when something needs bending. He has the gentle touch that Bucky himself never quite employs with the same finesse. ]

She does, eventually, right? That's what's important.

[ He rests his hand on hers. ]

I'm not your Cap, so you don't have to believe me, but I think that's what's more important.