Even if there had been anywhere to go, Bucky still would have let Snart crowd him. It was the only hope they had of staying warm enough, just like in the dugout. He huddled in as well, pulling his knees to his chest and trying to conserve as much heat as he could.

"Guess Zola's not home," Bucky said. "He'll be here soon enough, when they tell him who they've caught. On the bright side for you, he has no clue who you are, so he might just leave you be while he concentrates on me."