Zemo isn't aware that he's doing a face really, or if Bucky acting so nice is patronizing or sweet at the moment. Or maybe he's just ready to bristle at anything after the morning they've had. Either way, he sits back on the edge of the bed and looks at Bucky.

"You are acting strange," he points out quietly. "We need to be careful about calls. Your friends have more than enough reasons to want to see me back in prison as well... they may not recognize me like this, but the minute I am back to normal--"

Especially Wanda Maximoff. She may be a fellow Sokovian, but somehow he doubts she feels especially fond towards him.

Either way, there's a reluctant nod. "Fine. Tomorrow."

It isn't as if they have many other choices. "I choose where we have dinner."