"Oh, I can certainly see that." He tilts his head thoughtfully, those words on the tip of his tongue. How would he react to those old words? Would there be a spark of the soldier in him, or are they useless? He doesn't try yet, of course. It seems in poor taste.

Besides, no doubt Bucky may physically throw him out if he tried. It's easier to play pleasant guest for now, he supposes.

"My father lived in the country, you know. In his old age. He enjoyed the solitude... the time spent with just himself in his garden."