Bucky's almost, honestly, taken aback by the look in Steve's eyes. He knows he's done the job differently than Steve would have, even trying to be the man he knows Steve was - is, because he's standing right here in front of him, and he might not even be dead back home. Shit. Shit.

It's almost a relief when Steve cracks a joke, nudges him back, and Bucky's maybe about to make some smartass remark about how Steve never should've outranked him in the first place, but then Steve's voice and his face get soft, and he asks that question, and - "Shit, Steve," he says, just as softly. When was the last fucking time Steve enjoyed anything - or admitted to it? Probably the last time Bucky had, and that was way, way too long ago. "You don't have to order me to do anything. If you think I'm leaving you alone in here... just don't. I'm not gonna." He lets out a breath. "It's not exactly a hardship. I've been sharing space with you pretty much my whole life."

Just in case that might have been different, somehow. But he doesn't think it was - not given the way Steve's looking at him. "If I'm stuck here... at least I'm stuck here with you." He might be all too aware of the fact that he's going to - probably - end up going home someday, leaving Steve behind, going back to what he had, and what he didn't have. But suddenly, being kidnapped is maybe not the worst thing that's happened to Bucky in his life. (Okay, given everything else, it was maybe number five on the top ten list anyway, but still.) "Are we staying here?"