"Okay, so maybe I don't know everything, but..." A shrug. Sure, Bucky's name had mostly been a side note in his school's history books, but that didn't mean his regiment's activities were completely tucked away. At least not when you're a teenager with access to the internet and far too much admiration for superheroes, both past and present.

"I know enough though. I know a hero when I see one. Even before...everything happened, you were a hero. You fought to protect people. That means I can trust you more than anyone else here." Because as far as Peter's concerned, it's as simple as that. Bucky fought in the war. He risked his life to protect his country and the other soldiers. Without people like Bucky, there's no telling what state their world would be in right now.

"...okay, that kind of came off a little more 'crazy fanboy stalker' than I'd like. But it doesn't mean I'm wrong." And no amount of convincing will make him change his mind on that. The same can be said for people like Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson. They may have been on opposing sides, but that doesn't change the fact they still put their lives on the line even before they became the people they are now.

Any somberness disappears an instant later though, and Peter practically bounces on his feet as he finally spots the lake peeking out from between the trees. Unable to help himself, he tugs briefly at Bucky's sleeve, before he bounding off to get closer. To try and spot the thing that lives in its depths.