She wanted to run, at least in part, but the baby wouldn't survive such weather conditions, no matter how quickly she found appropriate shelter. The Winter Soldier was an expert in these conditions but a newborn was not part of her skill set.
The hearing aids explained how she was able to take the child without the mother, this person, noticing until she actually saw them. "I heard her crying every time. Everytime someone went to her but they did not. I did not want her to be forgotten..." she replied, her eyes softening at the woman.
Raising an eyebrow at the name, she turned her gaze back to the baby. "Maria suits her far better. Do not call her Honeycrisp." The Winter Soldier found herself running her fingers through the baby's downy soft hair. "You are her mother, you should take her back. I'm not good for her..." she said, stepping forwards. "They will lock me away again now, anyway, so you don't need to worry about me taking her again."