"Baking is what concerns you?" That amusement lingers on Zemo's face, lips curled up. It is good bread, even if a bit extravagant all the time. He's not entirely certain it's a mark of insanity either.

"We can walk." He's fine-- mostly. Clothes are clothes, and even if he gets cold, Bucky is right there to wedge himself up against if he needs to... Bucky will just have to accept that will be his role on this little outing.

"It's nice to be out and not have to worry too much... and it would be a shame to waste it."