Worst Rorschach test ever. Tony wiped a hand down his face and sighed through his nose with utter annoyance. It wasn't poor Bucky's fault. He knew that. Knew that and didn't give a fuck either. Plopping down beside the trained homicidal killer, Tony stretched out and tried again.

"Remembering is a good thing now," he said as gently as possible. "A very good thing. The best thing. So. Uh. Let's not think about Steve as a mission. Let's focus on remembering who you use to be. Steve's a big part of that, right? Listen. I'm not going to always be here to tell you what to do so we have to teach you how to give yourself orders."