Slipping on his jacket, Bucky shivered when she opened the door. He followed her lead and elbowed the passenger side open, jumping down and glancing around as though he expected some action to come from the warehouse now that they were getting ready to bail. And when they didn't, he walked around to the back of the truck, still looking around just in case.

When she was near him, he said, "I'm that way." He cocked his head toward the right side of the entrance. "It wasn't this cold in the truck." Bucky rubbed his bare right hand against his Vibranium one.