Bucky tripped and stumbled over nothing, another wave of dizziness hitting him. "I don't think I'm going to make it that far. Find somewhere I can hole up, then you go back for help. It's the only thing that makes sense."

Even if the thought of being left behind, to be potentially recaptured by HYDRA, was a nightmare, Bucky knew what he was suggesting was the only way. He just wished he had a weapon better than a knife, but he'd dropped his rifle on the way down, as well. It was probably at the bottom of the river right now.