[Bucky nods along, because really a lot of things are starting to make sense to him. He takes another drink from his glass and leans back in his chair.]
Then maybe you should be asking me why I'm friends with Captain America. Cap's this icon, a symbol for everything we're doing--were doing. Guy's doing all the right things, saying all the right words, painting a shiny target on his back. Makes you feel like you're fighting for the right thing and if you're doing it for the right reasons, then giving up just ain't an option.
[He turns his eyes back down to his glass.]
Still...can't say we're that much of friends. Too stiff, too serious, too focused on the job. I'd walk through hell for him, but that's what a soldier does for his commander.