Here, have a sun-bleached rib bone. It looks like it was just sitting on the other side of him, but there was most certainly nothing there. If you take your eyes off of it for a few seconds it will vanish.

"You know who I am, Bucky."

As if the creeper vibe wasn't bad enough, there's the nickname you never told him. There are several salty words that will work for a name, because he really doesn't have one. At least not one he remembers.