The question hits more sharply than it was intended; his eyes just widen in reaction, though. He's spent a good part of the time since he learned pointing out to himself that he isn't the same person as the Bucky he remembers... And yet referring to Bucky as a separate person is chillingly different.

But he still doesn't look away, even as his gaze turns slightly inward to answer the question. "I think... I think he'd kick my ass if I didn't try, at any rate." He swallows, and adds, "I think he'd take the chance to get back to fighting the fight, the best as he can, and me being that chance... there'd be worse things he can imagine. Honored..."

Again, the lopsided smile. "I'm pretty sure honor being something given to him will take a bit to process. How about I get back to you on this one."