A quick nod at Kellix, his gaze pointed forward and slightly unfocused, carefully trying to trace the line of Bucky's path as he works to calm his own buzzing adrenaline over the time constraint and the threat of danger. The fear he can push down, but the energy and the need to move continues to hum.

There's a quick, relieved huff through his nose when Bucky's silhouette approaches, entering the elevator with them.

"We're good." Spoken to the both of them - they should get moving again. A glance at Bucky and his murder-stare earns his friend a gentle nudge at his elbow.