Bucky shrugged. He'd been on Facebook since he'd been back, and apart from a few messages of the generic type - glad you're back, saw what happened on the news - there was nothing else. No indication that any of them wanted to see him, or talk to him, just blankness. He'd unfriended most all of them, though had found Steve's page and sent a request.

When they stopped in front of the shelter, Bucky clambered out of the car. "Yeah, we're just looking." He smiled and tucked his hand in his pocket.

He headed for the front door and paused, waiting for Steve to catch up.