Good job, Barnes. After all this time you manage to kill Captain America by accidental drowning. Really puts your reputation as the Winter Soldier under scrutiny if all it takes is Aquafina and a startling question.

There's a keenly amused tilt to his eyebrow at the attempt at brushing off water, but he says nothing. Isn't quite ready yet, isn't quite comfortable enough yet to give into the instinct to tease. He thinks he might have done it before, but not now. Not yet.

And besides, it would completely ruin the moment wherein Steve reaches out. He does his best not to tense, does his best to gracefully accept that hand on his shoulder. It's warm and familiar and intimately... real, and it makes his heart jump into his throat. It sticks together with a soft clicking, and he has to drop his eyes. Has to look away.

He nods slowly, carefully.

Sleep sounds... really fucking good, actually. He hasn't been sleeping well. Go figure.

"Yeah, I um-" He licks his lips. Crumples the protein wrapper absently. "I just have one more question."