Steve nodded, looking a little relieved. It helped, knowing the people that had essentially hired you (well, he was on a government salary, in a way) thought that you were fit for the job. He grinned a little, when she said Bucky took after his father, but then the subject of their conversation himself was waking up, and Steve's attention went to his face as his eyes fluttered opened.

"That's good," he said, smiling. "You need some decent, uninterrupted sleep." And if his subconscious was going to agree, Steve wasn't about to argue. "Are you hungry?"