[That answer surprises a brief laugh out of Tony, but it sounds hoarse. He's struck at how some things are so similar while being different. Bucky's brash violence is comforting in a way, despite reminding Tony of other things.]

I... I guess you're right. We can't be him. But that doesn't mean I can't try to get a little closer.

[He smiles. It's still strained, but there's real appreciation there.]

Thank you. If I need you to beat the hell out of anyone, I'll be sure to let you know.