"It's not?" Amery blinked, taking a quick look around. Had he missed something, in between all of his nightmares? He hadn't seen any trouble since wandering around, but he could have just gotten lucky. Clearing his throat, he looked back at Bucky, doing his best not to stare, no matter how hard that was.

It would feel incredibly awkward now to ask a stranger with his face to take a look at his back, no matter how badly it hurt, so he shelved the idea for the time being. "Is something going on?"