Steve was comforted a little bit by the feel of her fingers in his hair-he was desperate for just about any reassurance of love and care lately.
"I know." He sighed softly, worried, tempted to follow Bucky but not wanting to leave Peggy. His entire world, his life had been turned on his head and he was a little bit lost. Of anything, and everything he'd been through Bucky had been the one thing he knew would never change. And he knew this was almost just like what he'd seen with the Winter Soldier. It was Bucky but he wasn't in control, but somehow it still felt different. It was personal and he wished he could take himself away from that but he just couldn't, his heart hurt too much to look at it objectively. He shook his head a little, "But I don't know what to do. I know I love him, I know it wasn't him and if he'd been himself he wouldn't have done it but...it still hurts."