Steve frowned - knowing that Yasha knew about Bucky was a little worrying, but he supposed... they both had some kind of right to live, didn't they? Even if he would sacrifice anyone for Bucky, if it came down to it. He knew he would.

He didn't move for a long, minute, looking torn. He wanted to stay, to help... but he wasn't sure that was a good idea. "You... uh, let me know if you change your mind - and want a hand, I mean," he said, tilting his head toward the mirror. Yasha and Bucky both knew there was someone behind it, so why pretend it wasn't true?