Now that she's closer and he can really see her, rather than focusing on what the room has to offer, Bucky sighs. She looks young. Too young for Hell, whatever that's supposed to mean. It still bothers him every time he runs into someone who looks like they still have a long life ahead of them.

"Bucky," he tells her in return.

"You sure? About breaking the lock?" What if it backfired on them?