Halloween was a mess. Bucky's not about to deny that. They lost a kid and not even his own people on the ITF had been unaffected by the waking nightmares -- Wolverine, particularly. So he's not going to sit here and blow smoke in Steve's face; it'd be a disservice to both of them. Things undoubtedly could've been handled better.

But they could've also been handled a lot worse.

"...all right," he allows, the words oddly measured. He takes another sip from his beer. "So name one person on this rock who'd be better at it than you."