Steve probably couldn't help Bucky the same way he wanted to. When it came to being brainwashed, there were a few other people around that might better help him out. Steve would just have to understand that and ask for help.

Bucky leaned back against the cold, cold tile, the steam from the overly hot water doing nothing to his skin by obscure him a little.

"You wanted so badly to join up. What was I suppose to do? Run to Canada? Tell you I didn't want to go...?"