It was distinctive, which probably meant that Bucky had gone out of his way to keep it hidden as he moved around and covered all his tracks. Steve had to hold back a sigh. He'd known he wouldn't get any sort of confirmation here, and yet he'd still asked. He was desperate at this point, worried he'd never be able to pick up Bucky's trail.

"Yeah, more or less," Steve said, glancing away and shaking his head. "It's kind of a long story." A very long story that started seventy years ago, and he wasn't getting into it with this stranger.

This looked like it was a dead end, though, so Steve wondered if now was the time to gracefully depart. "Thanks for answering my questions. I know I sort of showed up unexpectedly." And they were going to just ignore the fact that Steve had followed this guy to his home and knocked on his door like it was no big deal.

He wasn't exactly spy material.