[Bucky couldn't remember his schooling, but he assumed that there had been an edge of harshness to it. Of course, most of his recalled experiences before he died had an edge of that, so it might have just been what he knew sliding back to taint everything that had happened to him. He figured that there was nothing much to tell about him, and it would have been inconvenient to ask Natalia if he could borrow her book on him just to have something to speak on from his end.]

HYDRA managed to reel that kid in, or was it someone else? [Clearly Rumlow had gotten away for many years being that rebellious child, probably pushing the boundaries of most people's tolerance.] Why did she go downhill?

[It pleased him that his commander had no regrets, that everything in life had been lived in a way that Rumlow wanted it. There was something to be said about that, and it caused him to respect Rumlow even more, if that was even possible. He slid his foot up and down Rumlow's calf in reply, picking at their nachos with his fingers.]

Good, you shouldn't ever regret. Sometimes I wonder if I would.