It was inevitable in their line of work; while he's not going to actively look of chance to jump off of high or hast moving spots it's going to happen again whether they like it or not. What could be improved so that no one is left stranded for days like he was for the past week; better communication systems, better processes for dealing with what happens next if it happens again. All this would be worked out in the next few weeks barring missions. "Tony likes tinkering." Steve agreed lazily. "Says perfection is boring...there's always something to improve on." He wrinkled his nose at the thought of added weight on his uniform, though it was true he could stand quite a bit more weight than average. "There's a point where added weight is just going to slow me down and I can't have that."

Steve'd noticed the way Bucky had tensed when he dropped his weight unexpectedly on top of Bucky and was prepared to pull back immediately but Bucky had settled the next minute much to his relief. Before, he'd always left it to Bucky to initiate anything. His eyes slid half-closed as well as he rubbed his face back and forth against Bucky's shoulder, breathing in the scent of the soap they'd used last night and a light metallic tang underneath that he's now associated with Bucky.

"Might have to support them remotely, or be the backup. It depends on the type of mission. Unless you want to go?" But most likely he could afford to sit out on the next one unless it was something like the Chitauri invasion again, as he was hardly the only heavy hitter in the team. "Would you prefer I be more demanding on you? Ask you for treats or HYDRA agents instead?"