one;
Ain't this a sight. I thought you'd forgotten how to sit back and do nothin'.
[His voice is teasing enough, but there's no denying that small undercurrent of actual relief -- his words are truer than Bucky wishes they were, and those things he does know from Steve and the future... don't sound exactly like a time to sit back and relax.
In his left hand is a beach volleyball, one that he's throwing in the air and catching again with ease.]