"Some," says Bucky, fixing Steve with a curious glance before he notes the book he's holding. It's been a while since Bucky's read it himself -- as a kid, he picked more fights with the older soldiers than he picked up books -- but there's at least one passage that springs to mind that he can think might be relevant for Steve right about now. When he speaks again, it's with the slow, measured tone of someone probing their memory for the right words, his gaze distant as he tries to remember Twain's language; when it comes to giving speeches, he lacks Steve's charisma, but he makes up for it in other ways.

"'If you alone of all the nation shall decide one way, and that way be the right way according to your convictions of the right, you have done your duty by yourself and by your country -- hold up your head.'" Bucky pauses, because the last part is as much his own words as it is Twain's. He gives Steve a pointed look. "'You have nothing to be ashamed of.' That's how it goes, right?"