Bucky and Astrid
"Hello Astrid." Bucky had seen her coming, her hair easy to spot in the crowd, especially when offset by her dress. He definitely felt like he'd not worn the right things.
His mind went back and forth for a moment; glad that someone who had been kind to him was willing to continue to do so, but also a little disappointed because if he wasn't alone he didn't really have an excuse to leave. But, of anyone, he was glad it was Astrid to find him really. She was one of the few who had neither patronized nor resented him. And, while he couldn't really blame any of them for resenting him or being mad at him, it was a relief to be around someone who didn't.
He nodded a little, "I'll come." He'd already had some food but still wasn't used to eating larger meals and instead ate often. He didn't mind going back.