Steve stays pressed in close, accepting the affectionate touches he'd been without for so long. He laughs a little at that question because it feels as though he's been here forever but in reality, he' one of the newest kids on the block. Aside from Bucky, he guessed.

"Not long. Just a month or two, I think. We had...this thing. Where we were stuck and having to watch people's memories. It messed with my sense of time, honestly. For all I know it's been a week or a year. But I think...I think it's been a month or two."

He finally pulls back and lets his face stay wet with tears. It's not like Bucky wouldn't know otherwise. His eyes are glued to his friend, still not quite believing that this isn't all a dream. But Bucky's hand is warm against the back of his neck so, if it is a dream, it's a vivid one. He'll stay, if it's all the same. He'll stay for a good long while.

"I'm on the Bishop. It's a weird ship," he says with a laugh. "The captain there is a four-armed alien from a warring race. The first officer is from another galaxy and was a general of a huge galactic army. And beside them there is a psychic terrorist, a small kid who used to battle with a key, and...well. There's someone else but I haven't met them." It's not really funny but that doesn't mean he's not going to keep laughing anyways.

"This place...it's a trip."