Then lucky you, I guess, 'cause I'm dead. I just found out today my best friend has been mourning me for four years and I never even got a funeral, plus my entire classified life has apparently been leaked. It's been one hell of a bad day and I ain't in the mood for being jerked around by someone tellin' me he's Steve Rogers. [He just can't believe it. Everything is wrong. They were eleven when they met? But Steve is four years older, and Bucky's never lived in Brooklyn. The Howlers aren't their team, the Invaders are, and he doesn't even know- God, poor Toro.]