[That had been nice, honestly. Bucky misses his dad, obviously, but he hadn't really realized how much that was still true until getting memories of having him around - a different him, sure, but still enough of the George Barnes he remembers to make him more aware of that loss than he's been in a long time.

And then Stiles says that, and his expression muddles into something that's somewhere between a smile and a grimace because he knows what Stiles is talking about.]

It's fine. I don't remember a lot of it. [The words feel hollow even to him, and he knows Stiles won't buy it for a hot second. He might be missing time, sure, but not enough to forget what happened in that factory, and if Stiles got the memories he does have, well. He'll know how much bullshit that is.]

Steve got me out, that's what matters.

[But that feels like a bullshit way to leave things, even if it's true, so.]

But if you want to talk, believe me, I get how fucked up it was.