Bucky nodded. He gestured to one of the logs across from him. "Here, have a seat. I don't want to talk too loud, Steve is asleep inside our shelter." He smiled at the guy. Well, at least it wasn't another teenager. "It's nice to meet you Parrish." Bucky believed in calling people what they wanted to be called, he went by a nickname after all.
"Ah, so you don't even have a shelter assigned yet?" Bucky asked, surprised. Poor guy, it was late too. He didn't trust him to let him go inside theirs though. That was dangerous. "I know there are a few empty ones, once we're done talking I can wake up Steve then take you to show you." Bucky would hate to wake Steve, but he'd hate leaving him unguarded even more. Bucky'd rather be woken than to wake up alone, that was for certain.