"And the more honorable one." Desire and ambition both have very dark sides; Bucky knows it well. "Don't discount yourself so quickly."

After all, without her Bucky probably wouldn't be making very much progress in this task at all. She just knows how to approach people and reassure them; he doubts they'd have gained entry to the home without her words and demeanor. He simply does his best to stay in her shadow and look like he's deferring to her; he'd been told that women have higher standing in this society, and perhaps adopting those sort of mannerisms will help simply for being familiar to what the people expect.

The thing with the colors doesn't make a ton of sense to him but it is what it is, and if it means that he can help these people, that's the important part of it all. Bucky moves slowly through the space, seeing the unease in the landen couple and the way their eyes linger on his left side. He chooses not to pursue it, instead focusing on the furniture. It's a good choice: central to the home, and clearly often used. "That's a good idea, keeping the intrusion minimal."

He looks at her sidelong, pitching his voice low so they're not overheard. "Are you sure? I don't mind if you want to save your strength for later."