Not what he'd wanted to hear but it was better than being thrown back in the ice box and for that he was grateful. "Sounds... Better than I was thinking," Bucky said softly and glanced towards the door. Someone was outside. Someones, plural. He could hear them. "Guess it's time to face some of the music."

He put a hand to Steve's shoulder and drew him into a brief hug of thanks before going to meet with his guards. Sam and Natasha would take care of him.

Steve needed to rest.