"I see my reputation precedes me." Bucky's everything Steve isn't at first glance. Tall, broad shouldered and confident. A crooked grin and an easy to get along with persona. "Harrow, right? Steve's told me all about ya. Thanks for lookin' out for the guy. Punk doesn't know how to stay outta trouble."

"...I did, didn't I?" Steve's smile has turned distant. Remembering Bucky in his normal clothes is hard. Not because Steve can't, but here, seeing his lifelong friend...all he can think about is that he's leaving. "When I couldn't go to sleep. I'd tell you all about my friends. About Verity, and Harrow, and Amelia..."