Zemo isn't sure he'd like that, really. His fate was sealed the minute he promised to get justice for his family. There was never much hope of him being free, nor did he care at the time. He hadn't intended on surviving... and yet, he had, and here he still is. For whatever reason, Bucky seems to have decided against killing him, himself, even if Zemo has certain seen his name written in that little book of his.

But Bucky protecting him from police or Wakanda can only end poorly for him, ruin whatever chance of a life he may have. It isn't a particularly happy thought.

"Good wine is never wasted... on most at least." There are a few people he can think of that don't deserve the luxury of even boxed wine.

But Bucky hardly has to ask twice if he wants to try something, there's a nod. "Of course."

Of course, he can't quite stop a teasing smile. "Sharing off plates... I'm sure Oeznik would have a thing or two to say about this."

When he's accused them of acting married over lesser things especially.