Bucky spent quite a bit of his time helping to clean up the ship. It felt good to use the strength HYDRA had given him for a positive purpose, to help people instead of hurting them. And here he didn't have to hide the fact that he was impossibly strong for a human, not in a place where he was surrounded by literal aliens.

So when he came across someone in a crew uniform struggling to push an oversized chunk of debris away from an access panel, he only hesitated for a moment before forcing himself to speak up. He hated drawing attention to himself, especially official attention, but that hunk of... whatever the fuck the ship was made of... wasn't going to move itself.

"Need a hand?"