[People have told him that he can't or won't do a lot of things. It hardly even bothers him anymore, he just works that much harder to prove them wrong.]

Your other arm was just fine.

[His hand drops away. He's angry about it, not at Bucky, but on his behalf. Because he hardly seems bothered about it at all.]

I guess you don't remember this, but you were a boxer. Three time champ at the YMCA.