Bucky furrowed his brows, sharing almost a mirrored look with Sam. While Bucky didn't know Sharon as well as Sam might have (who did Bucky know?), Steve had vouched for her. (It wasn't overly surprising to know why Steve had vouched for her once he learned she was Peggy's niece.) Because of that one fact, Bucky trusted her—not implicitly, but enough to know he could at least call her for help if he ever needed it.

"Washington," Sam said, a slight crease to his brows. It was almost like he wasn't sure himself. "She let me know she finally got pardoned." His face seemed to brighten a touch as he said, "But I can call in a favour if we need her."

Always the one to look for the bad news in everything, Bucky watched Natasha, brows still furrowed, eyes narrowing in thought. "Why?"