[Bucky steps a little closer, sipping his coffee, bumping his shoulder idly into Steve's - a gesture of affection. He's not really aware that Loki's left, so he's trying to figure it out in his head, what might be bothering Steve. Clearly something is.]

Doesn't have to be pressing to want to get something off your chest. [He points out, but he leans against the half-wall that borders their roof area and looks up.]

Lot more stars outside the city. We could get something to go, ride out past the fences. I don't have patrol in the morning.