[A little shiver of uneasiness goes down Bucky's spine when Steve still just gives Bucky this once over, as if seeing something that's off, eyes lingering on his hair (suddenly self conscious, Bucky reaches up, combing his fingers through it instinctively like maybe it's sticking up like a crow's nest or something) or his eyes, and that makes Bucky shift a little from foot to foot. Because Steve's lingering there, as if searching for something with this dead-serious intensity that Bucky's not sure to do with.

..Well, if Steve got dumped here too, Bucky can't blame him for acting funny. Maybe he got stranded here even earlier, like getting on the same train only to get booted off too early; Steve was at the edge of the blast, Bucky thinks, maybe he got dragged in. Explains why Steve's not going wide-eyed like Bucky at the world outside this alley, this New York that's shiny and loud and wrong. Explains the hair cut too. Bucky's not sure he like it.]

[Bucky holds up his hands; hey, big guy, hold your horses, like that'll slow the questions down.]

We stumbled on another Hydra R&D tucked underneath our target. Surprised 'em as much as they surprised us, then the shooting started. Blackberry jam, you'd trade a week's pay just to get a stinking jar of one out here if you could.

[Now Bucky cocks his head, eyes narrowed]

Look, what's with the twenty questions here?