[Steve kind of wishes he could be surprised by the fact that Jack is ready to shove Bucky out the door, but he's really not. Then again, one look tells him that Bucky is as ready to be gone as Jack is to have him gone, so he's all too happy to lend a hand, here.
Literally. Because yeah, you're getting a hand up, as long as Steve can find someplace to grab that's not going to hurt more. He settles for Bucky's right bicep, that seems safe, and even when Bucky's on his feet, he can probably feel the fact that Steve is exerting exactly enough upward force to keep him on his feet, regardless of whether he can do it on his own.
Plus, he knows that was a joke, so he grins accordingly. Don't worry about it, pal.] Sorry, I'm all they've got left. Guess I'll just have to do.
[He's going to make sure Bucky is steady on his feet - or, you know, as steady as he's going to get - before he even thinks about moving. And if Bucky would rather sling an arm over his shoulders and hang on that way, that's fine.
Steve makes an unhappy face at the question, but manages to shrug with one shoulder.] Okay's a relative term. Over, you could say. [And he's not sure how he feels about it, but it can wait until Bucky's not barely standing under his own power.] So… what do you say to my place. Even you can't argue for those bunks right now. [Or, you know, you can try. He won't buy it.]
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Literally. Because yeah, you're getting a hand up, as long as Steve can find someplace to grab that's not going to hurt more. He settles for Bucky's right bicep, that seems safe, and even when Bucky's on his feet, he can probably feel the fact that Steve is exerting exactly enough upward force to keep him on his feet, regardless of whether he can do it on his own.
Plus, he knows that was a joke, so he grins accordingly. Don't worry about it, pal.] Sorry, I'm all they've got left. Guess I'll just have to do.
[He's going to make sure Bucky is steady on his feet - or, you know, as steady as he's going to get - before he even thinks about moving. And if Bucky would rather sling an arm over his shoulders and hang on that way, that's fine.
Steve makes an unhappy face at the question, but manages to shrug with one shoulder.] Okay's a relative term. Over, you could say. [And he's not sure how he feels about it, but it can wait until Bucky's not barely standing under his own power.] So… what do you say to my place. Even you can't argue for those bunks right now. [Or, you know, you can try. He won't buy it.]