Steve just closed his eyes, swallowed hard and sighed a little before he nodded, opened his eyes again and reached out to push a stray bit of hair away from Bucky's face. His eyes were focused on the other man, almost studying him with a sad fascination. He knew this was a different person, this wasn't the man he just lost, but at the same time he was.
"Was I gone from here?" Bucky seemed the way he remembered, the apartment seemed the same, but it had been a long two years and his mind felt fuzzy in some places.