He'd pinned instinctively, and while he was mildly disoriented, his brain had focused on the suit and started to react. Steve's voice brought him back, and when his Captain reached in for a hug, Bucky was able to pull his hands away and drop into it. "We're still here," he said, relieved. But then something wet touched his neck and he pulled back. "You're bleeding." He took Steve's hand and put it on his nose. Then realized his own was hurting and gingerly touched his face. "I'm bleeding."
He pinched off the bridge of his own nose. "Blyad!" He looked down at their respective uniforms, and shook his head. "Bunch of idiots, we are."