"What makes you think I'd ever agree to that?"

Bucky hadn't wanted this kid learning to use a gun in the first place, there was no way in hell that he was doing anything to help him get better at it. That would put any deaths he caused squarely on Bucky's shoulders for assisting. No way. He's got enough blood on his hands to last a lifetime.

"I'm more likely to just take the damn gun off you."