"Thanks, Shuri," Bucky says, genuinely grateful. The girl is a genius, and has always been there for him. Hell, she's the one who was able to remove the brainwashing from his head. Bucky had been cheerful as it was, but now that he's face-to-face with Steve again, seeing the man brightens him, and he can't help how he openly looks up and down Steve's body deliberately.

"You can't rock the traditional look like I can, Stevie," Bucky says, smirking. He figures he has an excuse to show off a little, to get Steve's attention, and maybe a little bit of a flush on him.

He lays a hand on Steve's shoulder, looking up and down at his best friend's chest. "I think it's a good look," he says approvingly. "Traditional garb is looser, easier to move in, but I've gotta admit, I've always been a fan of your choice of clothing ever since you got taller."

Bucky can't help catching Shuri's gaze, winking at her.