Given how many years that he had missed out on, it seemed fitting to return to the places that had, in part, made him who he was today. There were many who sacrificed their freedom and after his stint serving the ideals he had once fought against, it felt important to return to what he he known for so long. "Next trip. This trip is for us; the next trip will be for them, our comrades-in-arms who fell to give us the freedom that we know now."

He nodded his head, gazing out the window again before tilting his head to regard the grin that Steve wore. He felt the surge of challenge and huffed noisily in reply, all gusto. "It won't be much of a race considering how badly I would beat you. Save your pride, Rogers, but if you really want to get beat, I'll race you."