He takes a careful seat on the couch as Sharon and the dog leave the main room, then holds his hand up to Alpine - the one he'd been petting the dog with.

Alpine sniffs his fingers, then starts going over every inch of his hand, sniffing thoroughly. Amused, Bucky tolerates it for a couple of minutes.

When the little cat stops to nudge his head against Bucky's jaw with a quizzical sound, Bucky scoops him up and sets him in his lap, petting him in the way he likes. "There you go, buddy. Confusing day, huh? You're fine. You're safe, we're here."