Bucky's nose wrinkled slightly on the description. It wouldn't be a bad cover, though, and it made sense not to announce their presence to whoever was behind this. The last thing they needed was a target on their backs.

"All right," he agreed, glancing sideways at Natasha to gauge her level of disgust at the idea. It was her idea, but considering how she'd reacted when they'd been assigned to this together he couldn't shake the feeling was an imposition. His jaw tightened, but he didn't see any horror in her at the idea. She just looked tired to him.

"Looking for a place to settle down," he continued after moment. "You can blame me for that. I'm the outdoorsy type, getting sick of all the traffic and noise."