[ Steve shows more care than Bucky or Peter tend to and it makes Bucky smile. He'd been careful when he'd first moved in here, but Wanda isn't here anymore and left with a teenaged boy and a goat for company, Bucky's sense of tidiness has slipped. ]

That's Lefty. Don't let the fact that she's a little shit bother you. That's just how goats are.

[ And Bucky, being who he is, is completely fond of her for it. He likes little shits who bring him trouble and he comes back out of his room with a handful of sweatshirts and other layers for his favorite little shit. They get dumped gently next to Steve and then Bucky settles himself on the couch, too. ]

A teenager lives here with me. His name's Peter. You'd like him. He's a good kid.