"Good," she replies simply before kissing him again. With every memory created in this place, it becomes more theirs. She's never had a home before this townhouse and now, within less than a year, she can point to nearly every space and remember something that happened there.

Something with Loki. Something with Bucky. Others, too, the friends she's made. What a strange world she's found.

She kisses the edge of Bucky's jaw, hiding her face slightly as she does, so she can murmur, "I love you," without feeling too vulnerable.