[ Sam doesn't know as much about the Red Room as he does about the Winter Soldier program, on account of his work tailing Bucky, and Natasha carrying her wounds different than Bucky does. Some people think Bucky's hard to read, but that's not quite true. His emotions are right there, if you can bear to witness them. It's... not nice to hear this, because life has been impossibly unkind to this young woman, heaped unimaginable suffering onto her. And yet here she is - and she likes dogs and pockets and bright colors. Sam thinks he wants to love her a little for that alone, and wishes she knew how to let him. ]

You got room to figure it out. All of it, I mean - how to feel about what was done to you, what they made you do, what you wanna do now. Don't gotta have all the answers now.

[ She gets all the choices, now, like Bucky does. It's their damn prerogative, far as Sam's concerned. He shifts a little. ]

From what I hear, what you chose to do is bust the whole operation, right? Got the other girls out?