[Bucky's mostly quiet the rest of the way down. Honestly, he might be fading in and out of consciousness a little, because it feels like one minute they're walking down the hallway, and then he's jolting awake when Steve tries to get him on the bed because his ribs and sprained arm really, really do not appreciate that.
Still, albeit with another pained groan, he winds up more or less safely on the bed, and blinks owlishly up at Steve. The bed feels too soft, just like the couch had the first time he'd sat on it, but right now, it's okay. Probably better than sleeping on the floor in the shape he's in, and he's exhausted enough that he'll probably be able to sleep just fine, no matter how squishy the mattress feels.]
Thanks.
[And then he's reaching down to try and start unlacing his boots, and kind of winds up losing his balance in the process.]
Spam
Still, albeit with another pained groan, he winds up more or less safely on the bed, and blinks owlishly up at Steve. The bed feels too soft, just like the couch had the first time he'd sat on it, but right now, it's okay. Probably better than sleeping on the floor in the shape he's in, and he's exhausted enough that he'll probably be able to sleep just fine, no matter how squishy the mattress feels.]
Thanks.
[And then he's reaching down to try and start unlacing his boots, and kind of winds up losing his balance in the process.]