Bucky was scowling. He looked at Steve. "No one gets told about this. Not about skipping, no Wizard of Oz reenactments, no space syphilis. Especially no space syphilis."
Steve shook his head. "Okay, Bucky."
"I mean it, Steve."
Steve nodded. "Okay, Bucky."
"You're laughing, Steve."
Steve shook his head, fighting to keep a straight face as he stripped out of his muddy clothes and boots, down to his boxers. "No I'm not."
After another moment, Bucky sighed, and followed suit. "There's mud in my arm. Do you know how weird that feels? Now it's going to have water in it, too."