Does magic ever have a reason? [It's the exact opposite of logical and he kind of hates it. Bucky's fights usually keep his feet firmly on the metaphorical ground of reality; Nazis, terrorists, mad scientists? Easy. This? Not so much.] Maybe we weren't even brought here. Maybe we're having some kind of shared hallucination. Whatever it is, I wanna come off this acid trip.

Yeah, it's some kinda compulsion. Or maybe there isn't anything down the other paths at all and that's why we keep winding up back here.