Bucky blinks. This isn't what he thought would be happening, although after the startled reaction passes, he realizes he isn't surprised and he shouldn't have been. This is Steve, after all, and thinking about his friends comes first. And foremost. And above everything.

His shoulders ease down slightly, all the same.

"I'm fine. I'm... I've gotten used to getting around, over time. I just... came to talk. Without anyone shooting at us or anything like that." Because it's easier to work together when there's danger to be handled. It feels right, and they each still know the ways the other moves. But that's different from sitting down and working through some of the stuff.

A very slight twitch tugs a corner of Bucky's mouth up. "Like we can start with whether it's okay for me to call you Steve. All things considered." Start with the basics. Work your way up towards more complex stuff. The rules for efficient training apply, right?