Len saw the beseeching, frightened look coming from Bucky and walked to his side, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Relax," he said, echoing his lover's word, but more gently. "Nothing here'll hurt you."

He drew a breath, glancing around - not for permission, but to tell the others (like Rip) that he was taking charge here and not to interfere.

"Listen," he said quietly. "This is a timeship. We've all been recruited from the future to go after Savage. James here is you, like you have probably figured out. It's important that we not change the past. Something like that could even wind up killing him - killing you earlier than you would have otherwise died. You get it?"