Steve shrugged helplessly. It hadn't been the words, but what he meant by them. But if she forgave him, that was the main thing.

He got to his feet and tucked his sketchbook under his arm. "You can pick any vacant place you want and just keep it. There are apartments and houses. Bucky and I have a place near the park with four bedrooms. It's really too big for just us, and you're welcome to stay there as long as you want until you find your feet. So long as Bucky doesn't mind."

He paused. "Er, you know who he is, right?" He assumed any agent who'd been assigned to protect him would know his history. Whether Sharon knew Bucky was alive and damaged was another story he'd probably have to fill her in on, he figured.