The guy wasn't seeing straight. It didn't surprise Bucky, not exactly, but it did write the helplessness of the whole situation into an awful line across his eyebrows. He shut his eyes for a second, trying to figure out what to say.

"It's okay. You don't got anything to be sorry about." Bucky said it low and quiet, and it left him like a prayer.

It might not've been true. But it's what Bucky would've wanted to hear, if he were in the same place.