Tony was immediately surprised when he heard Bucky’s answer. He’d expected some sort of anger or disappointment, some of that tough guy, I don’t need your help attitude. It was why he had buried the truth in with the (somewhat) exaggeration. Instead, he was just ribbing him about it. He hadn’t closed himself off and Tony felt his fingers close a little more tightly around his wrist in gratitude.

This was comfortable. He could almost sleep again, it felt so inviting and warm. He didn’t want Bucky to shun him, suddenly. But that wasn’t going to happen.

Maybe he should have known that too. They were too connected now. Even if Tony had gone practically into hiding in an effort to protect himself.

“Real life isn’t like the movies. Robots can’t be inherently evil. They just follow programming. So... fifty-fifty chance. I’m willing to put our lives on the line for those odds.”