"I'm surprised, James," he admits, tilting his head. "I thought you would send me back."

Isn't that what he deserves by most peoples' standards after all? A cell to rot in for eternity, or worse. He had thought that Bucky would agree with the sentiment after he manipulated him.

Although looking at the rest of the house-- it's so very... depressing. The fact that Bucky has been living like this would appall his therapist, he thinks, if he has one at all.

"I have money for both," he offers after a moment. "Honestly, do you sleep on the floor every night, James?"