[Bucky is grateful to have the warmth of his jacket around his shoulders again, and he lifts his hand while Vastra whips out her handkerchief. He's got a good idea of what's going to happen.]

I've got field dressings -- [Bucky inhales sharply and almost bites through his lip to keep from making any noise when the disinfectant is pressed into the raw edges of the wound. When he speaks again, he's still a little breathless, but he's busy trying to manipulate the journal into co-operating.]

Agent Carter. [He replies to Vastra, then his journal.] This is Barnes. I'm near the border - T6. Made a friend while I was out, but I could use a hand if you've got one to spare.