Another sigh, and Bucky shakes his head firmly, meeting her gaze with his own. "I don't know what things are like where you're from," he says softly, "but unless you're actively forcing her to hurt your friends, it's The Mistress's fault they're being hurt. Not yours, no matter how you act out."

He knows it won't get through, but he can't hold back from saying it. He searches her eyes for a long moment. "What she's doing is wrong, and it's not your fault. I know you won't see it that way, but you need to hear it." Because someday, maybe, she'd realize he was telling the truth.