"Namor's already made an impression," Bucky informs Henry, but doesn't give much more on details, not at the moment.

There's a hiss from him, his eyes close and hands tighten in pain. Beyond the pain of it, though, there's an odd feeling, like something is strained, then it starts to mend and lessen as his heart is sucked right back into the place it should be. The skin seems to heal rapidly, on its own.

He breathes in and out as he adjusts, to all of it. The sound of beating returned, the blood flowing through his veins, through his heart once more.

"I don't want to have to do that again."