There was only a brief pause before the soldier nodded. A month was a long time. He didn't know it for sure, but he was fairly confident that he hadn't been out of cryo for this long in... probably at least five decades.

He tried not to think very hard about what they must have done to him initially before he was properly calibrated for missions, other than the arm. He did not think those memories were likely to be very pleasant.

Thankfully, the assassin remained still as his hand was examined, though he did twitch just slightly at the feeling of fingers on his exposed hand. He hadn't removed his glove at all except during some very short showers.

The question brought his eyes back to Stark's face as he considered how to answer.

"I don't remember most of the procedure," he admitted. "Only when they were removing parts of my... previous arm."

Despite the brief pause, his tone didn't change. He didn't appear to understand the significance of remembering such a thing.