"I don't-- bruise like a peach. You're a super soldier who doesn't watch how hard he bites! You leave plenty of bruises on me all the time." He frowns a bit, listening to Bucky speak-- and yes, kicking him is very tempting right now.

"Just to be clear, you don't think I would be more anxious because I woke up and my body was changed, just in general?" Bucky knows what that's like, even if they're different. Doesn't he? It's not-- hormones. There's a short glare, his jaw tightening briefly. He doesn't kick in the end, but Bucky can be sure he's getting swatted away from any groping. No more breast groping privileges right now.

"He's worried, of course. And this is a lot of excitement for an old man. Far out of his realm of expertise as well... He did not call me womanly, however." Not to his face at least.