Bucky glances back to her. The place is so serene that it has him more relaxed than he's been in a while, but that doesn't leave him lax in his awareness. He's not really capable of that level of serenity.

"Not at all." There's a small smile. He really sees no harm in the company. Who is he to monopolize this place? He doesn't even think much of his nudity. It feels natural like this as he steps through the water, like there's no reason to bother with modesty.

It takes another moment for him to notice the bow, but when he does, he moves closer to get a better look. It's not something he sees too many people carrying around, even on this trip.

"Hunting or target practice?"