"Holes." Bucky took a sip of his drink, staring out in front of him. His mind whirled. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to get back home. "Maybe find a way to send the others home and I just stay here," he muttered more to himself than to Loki directly. He really had been torn up by his encounter with Tony. His grip on the glass tightened when he thought of himself staring down the barrel of Stark's repulsor, so to speak.

His eyes narrowed and he stared down at his arm. "Yes," he murmured. Bucky closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on the Winter Soldier knowledge. It was still in his mind, but the brain had become foggy with the Bucky memories coming to the surface. "There are sensors for stabilization. Balance and accuracy for throwing," he murmured, remembering how he had thrown Steve's shield with ease. "Sensory array. Undetectable by metal detectors. Able to hide weaponry from being detected."

His eyes opened and he looked back over at Loki. "Can any of that be useful?"