Focusing on keeping his breath steady, Bucky quelled the aftershocks of the flashback. Seeing her worry, he even managed something resembling a smile of reassurance in response.

"Oh, trust me. I'm a lot more likely to accept help than Steve ever was. It's just, that ain't a very high bar."

One more deep breath, and he had full control of himself again. He shook his head. "Flashback. Happens sometimes. It's fine, I want the memories back. Just catches me by surprise if I'm not careful."

Even though he'd already had both of those particular memories, and even though one of them was a bad one, all memories were precious to him.