[ His fixed gaze shifts off of Bucky and sweeps across their immediate surroundings again, eyes narrowing as he tries to hone in on whatever it is Bucky's picking up amongst the ambience noise around them.
No sound. Only the sudden sense of eyes on them. An ominous quiet in there air that wasn't there only a few minutes ago.
His mouth opens, closes it again. Tilts his head. ]
... I seriously do not.
[ You messing with me? The wryness in his tone's faded, and he slips his hand from Bucky's wrist to his shoulder, anchoring there as he meets his gaze again, studying his eyes, his pupils warily. ]
C'mon, lets head back.
[ They barely know what they're looking for out here and now you're hearing things. Putting him on edge. ]
no subject
No sound. Only the sudden sense of eyes on them. An ominous quiet in there air that wasn't there only a few minutes ago.
His mouth opens, closes it again. Tilts his head. ]
... I seriously do not.
[ You messing with me? The wryness in his tone's faded, and he slips his hand from Bucky's wrist to his shoulder, anchoring there as he meets his gaze again, studying his eyes, his pupils warily. ]
C'mon, lets head back.
[ They barely know what they're looking for out here and now you're hearing things. Putting him on edge. ]