Vision drifts over to the oven and turns off the timer, then opens the door and reaches in to pull the steaming pie out, juices bubbling through the slits Bucky had cut into the top crust.

Even knowing it can't hurt him, Sharon can't help but wince a little, and he gives her a small, understanding smile. "Vibranium skin," he says, by way of explanation.

"Handy," she agrees, and sets out a cooling rack for him to set the pie on.