[ It's the way Bucky reacts to the thought of having his hair cut short that gets to Tony. He watches the man pull a face and dismiss that thought like it's a bad taste in his mouth and smiles, letting out a soft laugh at this man that doesn't quite look like Bucky but still has a familiar metal arm and knowledge that Tony knows no one else would have, including himself. ]

Like a suit. Not armor. We're not quite that close yet. But I do handle his personal upgrades as well.

[ Bucky can take that however he wants to. Tony is having a little fun, even if it's just to take his own mind off of the stress. ]

But you... What's your relationship with him like? You're not here to kill me, are you?