"For a while, after D.C.," he starts, slowly, "I wasn't... I didn't know how to ..."
He breaks off there, blows out a breath, and tries again, staring at the words on the page.
"I knew I was Bucky. But I didn't know who Bucky was. I figured maybe if I started -- if I could put the pieces back together, I could remember me, as well as them. So I got a notebook, and started trying to sort it all out. She's in a lot of the stuff from back then."
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"For a while, after D.C.," he starts, slowly, "I wasn't... I didn't know how to ..."
He breaks off there, blows out a breath, and tries again, staring at the words on the page.
"I knew I was Bucky. But I didn't know who Bucky was. I figured maybe if I started -- if I could put the pieces back together, I could remember me, as well as them. So I got a notebook, and started trying to sort it all out. She's in a lot of the stuff from back then."