I don't know if I'm the best person to give advice.

[Bucky's own views on right and wrong, justice and law, good people and bad people, were all twisted up inside his head. Sometimes he'd think he'd know what the right thing to do is and then he'd get tossed into the middle of something that threw all his progress off.]

It's hard to know what to do or what not to do. I just focus on something that's real. Something that I don't doubt.

[A person. People. A place. It could be anything.]