Steve lets his gaze wander while Bucky talks, doing his best to take it all in. The same man who drug Steve around their tiny apartment like a ragdoll teaching him how to dance, who always made an excuse to ditch his date whenever Steve's stood him up because they often did, the same man who could never sit still and just let life happen for even a minute--

That man died the day he fell from the train as sure as the Steve Rogers who wanted a family and a normal life died the day Steve put that plane into the Arctic. When they came out from the cold, neither one of them was the same.

When Steve thinks about that carefully, everything Bucky's saying makes a whole lot more sense. Why wouldn't he enjoy a quiet life out here in Wakanda? For the first time in decades he's free. Free to do as much or as little as he likes. Free to remember or do his best to forget. He was, well not enjoying, but keeping a quiet life with his journals and his memories before the Accords when Steve finally found him again.

"If you want to stay here, I'll give it a shot." It doesn't come out forced, either. Why would it? Steve's always followed Bucky wherever he chose to go. Now isn't going to be any different.