It isn't Zemo's fault if Bucky never has fun -- Zemo's found plenty of ways to amuse himself. Even when it's ended up with a hand at his throat and death threats, he's still found some morbid sense of amusement here and there. And the affection today hasn't been all that bed either, of course, or the time spent just enjoying each other's company.

"Well, more for home, then." He shrugs his shoulders, lips curling up slightly. "Unless Oeznik refuses to allow you to add any more, of course. But hopefully all of the gifts will put him in a very good mood."

The watch should, at least. Maybe the boardshorts will get an amused chuckle out of the old man, even if Zemo isn't sure he will actually wear them where any can see. "At least he should not send us away on another honeymoon."

'Honeymoon'. He's still rather certain that was a bit of a punishment for his actions that night, being alone and isolated. But at least it had not been all bad, and he hadn't truly been alone.