Bucky sighs again, trying not to get too frustrated too quickly. His head rocks with a slight nod, arms crossing defensively as if that alone can bolster the decades of emotions he can't quite vocalize.

"Yeah. Sure." There's a slight huff through his nose. "Whatever you want."

But where to even begin?

"It's not easy, you know. Living in your shadow. I'm sure you already know. Or if you don't, then. Now you do."