Bucky stared at him, wide-eyed and incredibly confused. What the hell? Where had this intensity come from? Snart was talking like it mattered to him, personally, if Bucky died.

And, James? Yeah, that was his name, people called him that in the Army sometimes, but Bucky hadn't introduced himself that way. Wasn't that the weird guy in the mask's name?

"Steve will come for us, too," he agreed, subdued but with his hands steadying. "We just have to hang on long enough, if they do get us." He just had to keep reminding himself of that. Steve had come for him once, when it should have been absolutely impossible. He'd do it again, now.