"I've known guys like Pollock," Bucky mentions quietly, keeping his expression and tone of voice schooled into something neutral, devoid of emotion. "They think they're God's gift to the world and they think they can fix everything wrong with it."

He'll be the first to admit that he doesn't know the first thing about supernatural whatever. But all these guys with their speeches and their scalpels - they're all the same. For better or worse, Bucky doesn't put much stock into whatever Pollock thinks he is, whatever role he thinks he plays, whatever saviour complex he's nursing, whatever he believes this town to be. They're all crazy, and they're all either indifferent to hurting other people - especially when they think said other people are just collateral damage or hurting them is part of the solution - or they actually like it.

"Don't let him get to your head. He's just another asshole."