[ By now he's seen enough to, at the very least, understand that there's some risk involved in staying with Bucky in close quarters like this while his head's not on straight - but it's a distant concern, still not enough to make Steve believe leaving him here alone with those thoughts is the better option.
He turns his head, meeting Bucky's gaze long enough to offer a faint, lopsided smile and stands to set the compress down on the table, briefly scanning the notes there as he shucks off his light coat and balls it up into something like a pillow for himself. ]
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He turns his head, meeting Bucky's gaze long enough to offer a faint, lopsided smile and stands to set the compress down on the table, briefly scanning the notes there as he shucks off his light coat and balls it up into something like a pillow for himself. ]
What're these? [ Nodding at the papers. ]