He glanced down at the blood with a worried face and he was sorry about the tape but there wasn't a better way. He saw Tony look beyond him and he frowned slightly, murmuring, "He doesn't know what he's doing. He's messed up pretty bad."

Steve blinked as Tony rested his head on his chest and then raised a hand to gently tangle in his hair. "We have a medical team on the way," he relayed, glancing again toward Bucky. He was torn here. Seriously torn. They both needed him right now.

He stayed where he was for now, keeping an eye on Bucky and offering Tony the comfort he clearly wanted. It was incredibly fond of the man leaning against him. The past two days kind of sealed the deal on it. He had been incredibly worried about him, just like he was Bucky.