He could care less if people watched them sparring in the gym, but it was less of a spar with other people present. He reverted far too easily to the Winter Soldier and went for damaging and even killing blows sometimes, a warning to those observing that he played no favourites when he wanted to kill someone. Steve just happened to be very good at reading and dodging him, but he had noticed that few people observed anymore.

He smirked as his fist grazed flesh and scrambled to get a hold on Steve's shoulders. It didn't work as well as he would have hoped as his left arm became pinned against his side as Steve's arms locked around him. He hissed and grabbed back with his free right hand, trying to pry his friend's arms open so he could escape and try pinning again soon.