[He seems to lapse into the silence much easier, though it's only the same old practiced illusion of ease. That there's too much on both of their minds is clear, just in different ways maybe from their demeanor. He's eating one of the carefully wrapped chocolates on the way, nodding his thanks to Bucky at the door before he steps outside ahead of him and glances back. And a little more genuinely again, he smiles at him as if to say hey, it's okay.]