Winter is silent a moment, then he says, "I was a person. A pretty normal person, I guess. So Stevie says. I don't remember much about that. A group captured me during a big war, experimented on me, took my memory, gave me the arm, made me into their assassin. I remember more of that, but not everything."

He hitches his right shoulder, the one that doesn't ache all the time, the one HYDRA didn't fuck up. "I. Wasn't a person. I didn't feel things or want things or. Make decisions outside of tactical mission ones. I didn't have a name. It wasn't allowed."