[She has a habit of making the most impossible things believable; her expression softens with nostalgia with the thought. The Hawk of Endymion is a loss that pains her still.]
[But it's not her character to wallow in loss, and her eyes settle into warm gratitude.] Then, I suppose the only thing left is for me to find my way into your heart, Bucky. [So she can soothe it however is needed.]