[Slowly, her gaze turns back to the fire, and she can't help the hardness at the edges of her eyes that lingers for a moment. Maybe it's not so unfamiliar a look to Bucky either -- the look of a special kind of righteousness, that even when it isn't her personal responsibility (hell, not even her own worlds), the injustices get under her skin anyway.]
I only hope this will be a good send off for their loved ones. [There's nothing else that can be done.]