Bucky let a quiet breath, something inside him whiplashing between Peggy's smile and tease, and Steve's... as much of Steve's stunned face as he could see. Between warmth, and a chasm opening at the tip of his toes that - he's not afraid to leap into, not even after everything, but he didn't know how to help his friend away from.

Bucky'd dug most of the damn thing himself, after all.

"Yeah, that sounds good," he found himself saying without fully paying attention, and hunched a bit, in the seat where Steve could see him, if he wanted to, rather than sitting at his blind spot. He'd done plenty enough of that, hadn't he?