Bucky listened to what Steve had to say. His friend had a point, but on the other hand it was still him who did all of those horrible things. He had every single memory and it didn’t make him feel any better. “You know King is going to try and track me down. I can’t imagine him taking a step back now.”
He glanced over at the clothes, but didn’t move yet. “Thanks,” he said softly. “King won’t be easy to take down. We would need to catch him off guard.” They needed to get that damn suit away from King as well.
“You’re burning the food,” he said as he finally stood up and grabbed the clothes that Steve had laid out for him.