He jerks away from her and surges to his feet in a single motion with the controlled grace of a martial artist, and is halfway across the clearing in the next second before he turns to look at her.

"Yes." Flat as the blade of a knife, with an edge that's just as deadly... and directed at himself.

"There was a roadside surveillance camera. In 1991. I took it out and brought in the footage as part of the mission. Zemo had set up a screen. He played it for them, while Stark watched. While they both watched."

A single beat of silence falls. Just one.

"He used me as a hammer to shatter them apart."