Bucky | Steve
His hand covered Bucky's and he nodded. That wasn't something he needed to be told. He always did follow his heart, but it didn't always point him in the right direction, and this time he didn't even know what it was saying yet. It had all come down so quickly, and he'd been so busy worrying about Molly's heart that he was neglecting his own.
His own felt a little broken.
"Yeah," he said quietly. "I went over to see her pretty soon after she turned up last night. She's...not the same her. Doesn't remember being here." Didn't remember loving him or Molly at all. It was the same thing that had happened when Bucky had come back, but this time there was no shared history at all, nothing Steve could do to make it easier.