Steve gave the president a salute - sorry, old habits die hard - but at least it was offset by a grateful smile. "Thank you. That'll get me started." He knew she was just helping him help her son, but it was easier when they were on the same page. He did want to put together a team, but he was going to talk to every single one of them first.

He glanced at Bucky when he spoke - Steve knew that look, and he nodded, wanting to get Bucky into a smaller, more private place, and soon. "Want a hand, or have you got it? You'll have to direct me." He would let Bucky get there under his own power if he wanted to - it might distract him from the panic Steve could see trying to break through - but there was also nothing wrong with asking for help. "If you want some time alone... I just need to check the room out, and I can give it to you."