Clint had been wandering some new parts of the station for a while, having gone out to look for some banana pudding. Maryanne had mentioned craving it and he wanted to stretch his legs and get used to having his body back.
He didn't know what the sound was at first, only able to tell that it was something different. Out of place. It wasn't until he opened the door that he could tell it was someone talking, understand the words.
He swore under his breath an moved toward the table. "Bucky, you alright?" he asked, realizing only after that it was a very dumb thing to say, as he started to undo the restraints at his wrists.