[He's assuming he means Bruce Banner, whom he really only knows of by name (because who in this circle doesn't know who the Hulk is), and he wonders if they're still on good terms in that world.] Haven't met that one. [His grin turns wry.] The only one shorter than me on my team was Wolverine. Barrin' some of the ladies.

Hey, he likes me. What am I supposed to do? [A quiet laugh. He's reaching out to take the arm back when suddenly, a rumbling roar from the treeline, and- that is a much, much bigger chimera, possibly the mother of the dead pack, and Bucky whirls, flinging said arm straight at the creature rushing them at alarming speed. The fingers clench into fur, and it sparks, delivering a good shock that mostly makes it thrash.]

Ah, shit. Mama's home.