"Maybe he will prove me wrong and show up to breakfast in a Hawaiian shirt one summer day." Bucky shrugs. He'd get Oeznik a Hawaiian shirt to go with the boardshorts if he thought it would see any use.

He wrinkles his nose at any one of them wearing speedos. Maybe Zemo wouldn't mind, in his original body. They just look uncomfortable, and unflattering.

"I'll wear the tiniest trunks you can find," Bucky compromises. Which sounds dangerous in and of itself. But he's not regretting it yet. Honestly, he'd just wear anything Zemo buys for him. Beggars can't be choosers.

"I think we're almost there. Think you can walk in those?"