Bucky shook his head, "No. I'm not taking painkillers anymore." He picked up a joint. "It's just weed." He looked at Steve, putting the end of the joint in his mouth then lit it, taking a small puff. Even almost a year old, it was still potent enough. Thank god for his younger, stupider self who spent serious money on high quality weed. "Old weed, but..." He shrugged and offered it to Steve. "Still good."