Bucky hadn't particularly wanted this mission, none of the men had wanted to babysit the rich guy who hadn't got a clue what it was really like on the front line and who clearly saw them as inferior if the way his nose wrinkled as he got in the plane with the rest of them was any indication. But it was this, or undergo mandatory psych evaluation, and this was by far the lesser of two evils.

Sure, he had been captured for a while, but he was fine. Really. Honestly.

He had come straight from the medical bay, where he was pronounced mostly fit for duty with just a mild case of malnutrition, and volunteered for this mission. His CO hadn't wanted to approve it, but there weren't that many men available and he didn't have much of a choice.

"Problem?" His tone was dry and mildly amused as he watched Stark try and fasten his belt.