As she gets closer, Steve crosses his arms over his chest. He frowns at her, biting his bottom lip because he has things he wants to say that he really knows that he shouldn't. He knows that Bucky needs this. His reservations aren't about Bucky.

It's about the team that he's going off with. A former assassin. People he doesn't trust. How can Bucky really feel this is his place? Why can't he just come home and be with Steve and the Avengers? They would always have a place for him.

"I get it, okay. I do. He'll be able to sort himself out and he'll be... Nobody will be looking for him with you." Steve sighed. "Just watch his six, okay?" Because he can't tell Bucky what to do. He can't order Bucky around. And he really shouldn't be the mother hen that he knows he is appearing to be. "Make sure he comes back."