... Bucky didn't know what to do with that either.

But aside from making sure she wasn't in any danger of touching the mechanical stump of his arm (he had no idea what the exposed and cut wiring might do, and didn't want to find out) he couldn't make himself do much to respond. It was just...

It was just alien to him. Or like a foggy memory from a past that he couldn't quite understand he was somehow in again.