he who hesitates is toast

She takes a long breath, forcing it to stay steady, her shoulders tightening and lifting until she exhales in a quiet rush and gives him a rueful glance. "How are you holding up?"

It's as much an answer to his question as question itself. Neither of them ever expected... anything like this. And she's all too conscious of Bucky's careful concentration behind her. "You know me, Cap. I try to roll with the punches."