Dozens of questions ran through his mind but Steve knew if he asked, Bucky would probably disappear again. He'd pushed just enough while talking to him about the job. Asking about the riding skills would probably lead to something that neither one of them wanted to deal with. But Steve really couldn't imagine HYDRA teaching the Winter Soldier to ride for a mission. Maybe Bucky was like Steve, able to learn physical tasks quickly and with only minimal training.

"Didn't know colors could be comfortable. I'll remind you of that next time you make comments about my spangles." Steve had managed to find colors that blended into the desert, browns and tan and a white hat as a joke. Since Bucky had been so adamant about no black, Steve figured that meant he had to wear the usual symbol of the western hero.

Rolling his eyes, he gently pushed aside an overly friendly unicorn. "You don't look like a horse bandit." He had the feeling that most horse thieves weren't as well dressed as anyone in their group. Patting one of the unicorn's neck, he grinned at Bucky. "Why would I look shady in black?"