Although his time in Wakanda had done much to soothe Bucky's mind and help clear it, he was still enjoying the knowledge that they had been 'hidden' and little interaction he had to do. Counciling from Shuri, visits from T'challa, and a hard day's work in a peaceful environment without having to worry on anything else was a place he wouldn't mind staying for a long time.
Of course, there was always a fight. And as he'd learned--everything is only temporary. Easier to cope knowing that.
His only reservation on taking up Steve's offer was causing him more problems. Steve protecting him years ago had led to a lot of pain between a group of people who were once very close. Bucky had already caused enough devastation to the world. Ruining Steve's ability to start over was not something he would compromise again. Though turning down kindness was a mantra he'd committed to not doing, and after a few job inquiries around the streets he found himself at Steve's address. Backpack and Strange's goodies inside. He hesitated a moment before knocking and gave Steve a perplexed expression at the situation before him. "Hey...do you need any help?" Bucky asked as he came in and closed the door, swinging his backpack to the floor to empty his arms and help before Steve could say no.