Bucky had to be shitting him. There was no way he was a hundred years old. "You've aged well," Colden said, starting on his own piles of damp sand, though he didn't know what he wanted the castle to look like.

"Are you being serious?" he added. Because if Bucky was...then what was he? He'd seemed human enough to Colden so far, but he wasn't really an expert on things like this.