His breath hitches, and his brows draw down, as he tries to smile to cover up entirely too many feelings. "You patched me up," he says, reaching up to his shoulder. The stitchwork was neat and precise. Bucky used to darn his own socks in the war. It was a valuable skill back then.

Now, people just throw their clothing away when it gets ripped or torn. People make fun of Steve for continuing the tradition, but he sees no reason to waste fabric men and women would have killed for less than a century ago. Men used to keep their parachutes and send them back home to their girlfriends, in the hopes they could turn the silk into a wedding gown.

"I'd like to return the favour."