There might have been a stroke of luck that Bucky had not mentioned Will's own demons that the man had been witness to during the stop in New York. Hallucination or not, Will had a far steadier hand killing Hobbs the second time. Had Abigail not been with her father at the time, Will might have given the man his own treatment rather than use the rifle. No one had a perfect history.
Opening his eyes as Zemo spoke, a smile gracing his lips at the sight of his new friend. "Better," he answered simply. Leaning forward he poured them both a glass of scotch.
"One of my dogs have followed me here so I've had something to distract me mostly. What about you?"