Considering he's slept on benches and rafters, train stations and abandoned homes, trenches and foxholes the extra blanket really is overkill. He doesn't need it, but he appreciates the gesture. His boots get abandoned at the foot of the bed, and while Steve fiddles with the lights Bucky disappears into the bathroom for a while.

Has to breathe to himself, runs the water for the sound of it. Scrubs his teeth for too long with a cheap plastic complimentary tooth brush and probably ancient tooth paste.

Realizes eventually that he's stalling, and comes out to a quiet room. Pulls back the blankets, and then hesitates.

"Thanks." He says, before he can stop himself. "For looking for me. For everything."