Motherfucker! He knows to trust his instinct but he'd been distracted by their company. Classic and predictable, and he'd allowed himself to slip up - unforgivable. If or when his superiors hear about this fuck-up, he won't exactly get the spa treatment.

Finding his breath again takes some time, takes some painful wheezing but he straightens faster than if he'd not had all those lovely enhancements.

"Yeah, pardon us," Bucky hoarsely croaks before hurling himself forward to grab her upper arm, tight all over again.

"There's no villager to interview, is there?" He growls into her ear as he starts to drag them away.

He won't be making the same mistake twice.