"I... I'm fine with Bucky. Really only he, er... Only one person really ever called me it. In the army, they did call me James." At least until Steve had showed up. He told the guys about his nickname. some had used it. Most had not. Either way, it was just a moniker. Hey you would also work just as well with him.

If Loki was reading Bucky or trying to see into his mind, Bucky wouldn't notice. There were feelings of trepidation in regards to the new person in his room. And fear. There also was love. He would never admit it outright, but he was glad that Steve wasn't here, trapped in this situation like he was. It wasn't fair to the soldier.

Nobody deserved the private hell Bucky would have to go through here or in his mind.