Bruce glanced over when Tony came back in and snapped off the gloves to dispose of. He didn't technically need them himself, he couldn't get infections, but it was still good practise when doing anything medical.

"If this dog is somehow unnatural, I think that I should probably assist in bringing it in."

Not an offer made lightly.

Bucky, stood just behind Tony, kept his eyes on Steve. He was tense and generally unhappy, worried about Steve and stressed by all of this shit going on in his life when he had just wanted a quiet time.

"It's rabies?"