Steve squawked in outrage as he was picked up in bridal style. "Bucky! I can walk by myself!" He elbowed Bucky in the side as his objections (and the elbow) was ignored and was carried into the bathroom. Steve crossed his arms over his chest and stared balefully at his friend. He may currently have a weak lungs and a crooked spine but his legs and feet still worked just fine. There was no need to carry him anywhere.

"You can put me down any time now." He grunted when the door was closed behind them.