“I know.” It wasn’t something he needed to be told. The whole point was the fact that they were going to run out of luck and one day one or all of them were going to run out of luck. “We’ll be fine,” he said, not completely believing his own words.
“Now you know there is no way in hell I would ever let you go into anything alone.” Steve might not be the tiny guy he always had to watch out for anymore, but he still felt the need to be protective over him. “I know, I know, I know. I’m not going to stop fighting. I was just saying what’s been on my mind.” He tried not to think badly, but sometimes the bad thoughts just snuck in. He was about ot suggest they talk about something else, but Steve already beat him to the punch. Of course, it wasn’t something Bucky wanted to talk about. “It doesn’t matter what Zola did.” He looked away and shook his head a bit, “I hardly remember any of it.”