If possible, Bucky's grin widens with each new drawing. Most of the subjects are people he recognizes -- himself and the rest of the Invaders, some of the soldiers he and Cap served with, Peggy Carter -- but there are others whose identities escape him -- a man dressed in some kind of full body armor, another with a winged helmet, a woman with a short, smart haircut.

"You're really good, aren'tcha?" he says, shamelessly pointing to a drawing of himself with unbridled enthusiasm. "Got my smile just right and everything."