[It's better that Bucky doesn't argue, honestly. Yes, she's itching like crazy, and also struggling not to whimper. But hives won't kill her like the cold will kill him, so she'll put up with it until they get across the zone boundary.]

Easier than trying to get through his thick skull. [Because while Amelia gets his reasoning, it's still a stupid thing for him to have done.]

Amelia. My name's Amelia. And it doesn't matter who I touch. This happens every time. [She almost tacks on that it's an allergy, but it doesn't feel entirely truthful anymore. So instead she shoots a look toward Bucky, who is apparently trying to set a time limit.]

Only if we make it across in two minutes. [There's zero chance that she's going to let him out of the furs before they get out of the Ice Age.] I'll be fine. Just keep going.