I'm sorry for your loss
“I don't know how much it matters but I'm sorry for your loss,” Bruce says hand resting on Bucky's shoulder.
“They died a long time ago,” Bucky says staring at the gravestones making the final resting place of family.
“For me maybe. But for you the loss of them is still fresh. Like it was just yesterday that you could write a letter to them or find some other way to talk to them. Now they're gone but you'll still be here for a while yet,” Bruce says and Bucky smiles at him sadly.
“It's not fair you know? I didn't get a say in anything that happened to me after that train. Now I come back and there are even more things that I didn't get a say in,” he says.
“I know. It's not fair, but you know what?”
“What?”
“From now on you have a say in everything. Don't let the past dictate your choice,” Bruce says with smile.
Bucky can't help but smile back.