"I guess you've gotta point there," Bucky muses. He squeezes at Steve's hand tightly. It'd probably hurt a little, if they weren't both supersoldiers. It'll be so much better for both of them to have the ease of knowing neither is going anywhere. Even with the serum, they've proven time and time again they're not invulnerable.

The day is catching up with him, the adrenaline rush from finding Steve so injured and acting so flippantly to keep him conscious catching up with Bucky. "Sounds like a plan to me. King T'challa will understand that White Wolf needs an extended holiday."