The view through the plate-glass windows would be dizzying even if she hadn't just woken up from impossible surgery. Sharon keeps one hand firmly in Bucky's and reaches out the other to shake, more by reflex than by choice.

"I'm still pretty sure this is a dream," she says, "but it's nice to meet you regardless. And on the off chance maybe-dream-Bucky is right and it's real, then I guess I've got you to thank for saving my life. So thank you, Princess."