His brow furrowed a little, waiting for anything further, and when it wasn't forthcoming he answered with a rough-edged, "Yeah?" Everything hurt and he felt queasy, but he had to be ready to move, he had to be able to get both of them out of there if he had to, even despite the fact that he didn't know how much blood he'd lost and knew he probably wouldn't even be able to support his own weight if he were on his feet, let alone trying to carry Bucky with him.

Which was why he just asked again: "Where are we?"