He gives a quick nod of reassurance for Steve's sake.

This is it. After all this time, Zola's within reach.

(He's going to have to buy Doyle a lot of rounds for this.)

A small smile touches Bucky's lips as he moves to the edge of the cliff to wait, shaking out the carabiner on its strap.

Falsworth peers at the train through his binoculars, then warns them,

"Let's get going, because they're moving like the devil."