[ It's not like Bucky's wrong, exactly, but Steve's never been one to take a cautious approach. Strapping a giant target to his back and roaring into a battlefield on a motorcycle is more his style. Bucky, though -- Bucky's a sniper, used to finding a point of cover and surveying an area, picking off threats as he spots them.

Normally Steve would try to find a way for both of them to play to their strengths, but he isn't thinking straight right now. Must be the heat getting to his head, but he isn't aware enough to stop himself. ]

If we just stay here, we're never going to figure out what's going on. Whatever's out there could just come to us.

[ In other words, he's going to be difficult about this and dig his heels in until he gets his way. ]

You can stay if you want, but I'm going. [ Nothing's going to change his mind on that, apparently. ]