"Steve."

Raising a finger to his lips, Steve got up quickly and came over to Bruce, with a backward glance at Bucky, who was dozing on a bench.

"We're ten minutes out." Bruce looked over at Bucky "How's he doing?"

"He got some good news right before we lifted, so he's feeling good." Steve smiled. "A little nervous, but good."

Bruce lowered his voice. "I need to tell you something."

Steve stiffened. "Something wrong?" he asked warily.

'No. I just don't want you guys to freak out when the door opens, and you see the Dora Milaje waiting for us."