"It always comes to violence." Bucky tosses the teabags out and gently nudges the mug over. He's a little awkward about touching, moving hands, but hopefully it doesn't show through too much. "Here. Your tea." He doesn't know of a life without violence, of a solution that doesn't involve violence, of a place that doesn't leverage violence. Which is not to say that he's discounting Arthur's experience, or think him to be naive. He's just wary of agreeing to things or making promises that he's pretty sure he won't be able to keep, as hard as he tries to resolve things peacefully.

"Can't help you deal with your blindness." He didn't think this was a recent thing, but. He doesn't really know Arthur's circumstances fully. And coming to terms with living blind is not the same as-- whatever it is Bucky is coming to terms with. Regardless, yes it's frustrating, but it is what it is. There are other things that are within Arthur's power and control to change. Just not the blindness.

"But I'll take you there."