"Best friend," Bucky says, trying to put on some kind of face for the guy who's just walked up. He feels like shit, sure, but manners are an important part of trying to make friends and meet people and he's supposed to be trying that shit now. He may feel horrible but it doesn't change the fact that he has to keep living here and he shouldn't be making enemies.

"Disappeared. You have one of those happen yet? Let me tell you - it fucking blows. There's no other way to put it."