What a strange world she had been brought into... she was still apprehensive about the why and how. In her experience when something like this happened, there was often a person behind it. An intend. Most had turned out malicious and often stories born from grief and desperation did not even need a heartless soul to hurt those who are innocent.
She took the cup with a 'thank you'. Bucky's own feelings felt too much like hers. They carved through her already shattered walls. Her features softened, a hint of pain on her face. Not much, she didn't have much more left to give. Then eventually she asked: "What happened to you?" It was clear that this was not the person she had once known but neither was she.