The guilt could crush me if I let it, I swear to God. The look on his face alone is so ragged and raw I can barely stand it- but this is about Bucky running, not me standing still.

"No," I agree, "how could I? But I do know something about blaming yourself for what's past, and all of it was out of your control. You have to square with it, Bucky? I understand that. But you cannot keep blaming yourself, or you'll drown in it!"