Hank stood carefully still when the metal arm touched him. "ok sorry. Sir. bucky. Sorry! James. I mean. Steve friend? I'll just hang out near you and say nothing." after the bad ass with the metal arm checked him. "I think I was able to put a tracker on one of the gunmen. One of the little ladies flew over during the gunfight and latched onto a boot. I can take you guys to where they went."