Words couldn’t describe how Steve felt knowing that Bucky was okay. Granted, he couldn’t change what was going to happen. Yet, a selfish part of Steve was glad that this version of Bucky was here. “I’m kind of glad you aren’t. Since that Bucky didn’t remember me. Besides, I’m just glad that you’re safe.”
This wasn't like Steve to be selfish. Still, there had been so much that he had lost lost so much during the time in the ice. He was still adjusting, but to just have a piece of familiarity helped a bit. “If you don’t mind me asking, how long have you been here?”