[He's half turned to go out of the bathroom by the time Watson starts speaking, but he freezes in place at the first word. He only turns back to look at him near the end of the tale, eyes hooded and expression blank.

He can scarcely believe what he's hearing. For a man with self proclaimed trust issues, who just had all his secrets spilled about, to volunteer such a personal one was astounding. And to him. He feels the weight of that trust keenly, like a bladed weight.

'I'm sorry' seems so trite in the circumstances. He's probably heard it a thousand times before, empty sympathy from people who feel pity for him. Bucky steps into the bathroom properly and the door bangs shut behind him, his approach is slow and deliberate to give Watson time to move if he doesn't want Bucky so close. But if he lets him, he'll reach out to lay a hand very carefully on the doctor's shoulder. A comfort rarely given and possibly unwelcome, but decidedly earned.]

Even if the world was against him, you knew he wasn't a fake. Even at the end, that was probably a comfort. And maybe when you get back you can work on clearing his name for everyone else too.

[His attempt at this is clumsy, he hasn't really had to counsel anyone in a very long time, especially not someone he just grievously wounded.]