"Do you want me to make it more?" He could. "I asked for twenty. You've given me fourteen. You owe me six. Do not disappoint me." The Winter Soldier was a fair trainer at least. His recruit would learn.

Something in him twisted at the appearance of the defiance, something uncomfortable. But it wasn't strong enough to do anything like aiding the boy,or easing his time. It could almost be pity, not that he was capable of such an emotion. "You'll learn."