“That’s how I felt when I woke up,” Steve said quietly. “Seventy years had passed since the war, but for me it was only yesterday.”

He knew it wasn’t the same for Bucky, but he wasn’t sure how the past seventy years had gone for him. He knew there had been hits, ghost stories about the Winter Soldier, but what about in between them? If he had been working constantly than he would have been caught earlier, would have at least been proven as more than a legend. Steve wanted to ask how much Bucky remembered but didn’t want to scare him off. Maybe something easier. “Hey, do you remember the Stark Expo we went to?”