He nods. Jason had seen a lot in his short life, all things considered. He had never shot anyone, but he'd certainly been in combat and used weapons of other kinds. If that was a hint at what Soldat had going on in his memories, well, Jason would prepare himself for that. He had a hunch that he actually had a lot worse.

While Soldat went through the rocks on his person, Jason considered which one to share himself. A lot of his memories were back in his room, but he did have a few on him that he had either found on his way here or were handed over to him before he could get back to his room today. Maybe one with another friend...a friend who had been difficult to win over.

Yeah, that might be good. Jason shuffled through his bag that he'd started carrying for this very purpose and produced a dark blue-almost black opal with even darker streaks of lightning through it. Jason uses a small towel to pick it out of the bag, offering it out to Bucky, "Here. Then this one is for you."