"They're good people. Trying really hard." That's one thing he knows they all have in common. Even Walker. Valentina is a whole different story.

Bucky nods. "When did he leave?" Not that he wants to dig for those details, but Sam wouldn't tell him either way. Or why- but he doesn't want to get too deep into it.

He snorts softly, scrubbing his hands over his face. "I want to heavily deny that, but- I think she might be right." No, he's not broken. It takes far more than that, but he's definitely shaken. He's never had to deal with anything like this before. Not even when he was younger. Definitely not when he was younger. "It wasn't you, Joaquin. It was a culmination of a lot of things."