"I will one day, James." Not to be cruel or dismissive, but they can't run forever. It's not realistic to think that one day, Wakanda won't catch up and demand their justice, however they choose to take it. But they can delay it for as long as possible, surely. He finds himself worrying more and more that Bucky will be fine when that day does come though, that he won't backslide into something he won't want to be.

But that's a worry for another day. "That's all I ask."

For another state, somewhere far away. He smiles in satisfaction, even if it's a bit short lived. It's followed by a roll of his eyes as he leads them over to choose some clothes. "Oh, James... that is certainly old fashioned."

And it's hardly like he is dragging Bucky off to a dressing room or suggesting a quickie in the back of the car. He's not quite that horny. "If we're going by that, then you should be far more interested." 'Interested'. Horny will likely get them dirty looks from some of the older ladies shopping the sales rack not far from them.

Slacks and blouses and sweaters -- a dress for their dinner tonight. It isn't quite what he'd normally wear on a date, but these aren't normal circumstances... and a suit may not be quite the look he wants.