When the woman heard Steve, the green-eyed woman couldn’t help the small smirk that changed her features. Been her eyes lit up slightly. Spending so much time alone, she’d missed the little things. Natasha nodded slightly, “Noo, it’s alright Steve. That’d work. .. Unless you wish to.” The smile fading. “That should be stealth enough. .. Besides.. It might help Bucky recognizing you. I have no idea what kind of mind frame we’ll find him in. .. You know.. He’d been taken under so very much, Russian.. Hydra..” Eyes drifted to the floor. “..It takes a lot out of you.”