"Sounds good to me." Ivar wheeled alongside Bucky. Out in the abandoned city, there wasn't many places his wheelchair could go, so eventually he'd be forced to crawl. That was alright by Ivar. He'd have crawled far and long in order to learn how to shoot properly.

Don't mind the way he was peering at Bucky, trying to find out precisely where he was hiding those guns on him. It was a good lesson to learn. Ivar had long since known how to hide knives from view, but to be able to hide a bulkier weapon from view could make a big difference if he had to use the gun on a person or monster.