"I'm okay." He really wasn't. He wished he could get a kiss, but if he took the mask off he wasn't sure he could bring himself to put it back on again.

At least once they were off the ship, there was little chance he'd catch a reflection. Once he got used to the mask and goggles again he'd be better able to ignore them. Hopefully.

When they emerged from the ship he heard a few startled noises among the crowd. Sara gave him a sharp, assessing look, eyeing the metal arm revealed by his half sleeveless jacket. No surprise a League of Assassins member would know all the stories about the Winter Soldier.

Jax and Ray he was pretty sure were just intimidated by the look. That was almost amusing enough to calm him. "Let's get this show on the road. The sooner we get this done, the happier I'll be."

"Are you ever actually happy?" Jax muttered under his breath, probably figuring James wouldn't be able to hear him.

"No," James replied flatly. "But I can be less happy. Move."