Eyes flicked from his surroundings to Billy's face to the landscape again to Billy's hands and back to the ruin around them. If he gave off the impression of a feral cat it wasn't far from the truth; had he a tail he would be lashing it angrily. He couldn't resolve the figure before him: alive, but he saw the death; not hostile but perhaps the most dangerous to the Winter Soldier.

The battle likely showed on his face, mouth opening and closing a few times as he tried to reply. He shifted back, still crouched and scanning the air for Beck's drones, but finally managed to shake his head. Even that hurt, fighting against his orders not to tell anyone of his compromise; he practically shook from the effort of it.