"Asgard..." Bucky draws the word out, as if it's triggering something in his memory. "Asgard..." It sounded familiar. He knew the word, but he couldn't remember where he'd heard it before. He's sure Steve had mentioned it on the airstrip while they had been waiting for the fight to begin. Something about someone being not there. His head nodded slowly. "It... It sounds... Familiar?"

Bucky took another sip of his drink with his good hand. Beside him, his metal fingers rapped lightly on the table. "Earth," he murmured. "Brooklyn, actually." Not that he even knew if this guy was aware of Earth or Brooklyn. "By way of Russia, Bucharest, Berlin..." He frowned. "I get around."