It doesn't take him long to sling the camera bag over his shoulder, pull the spider-legged stand from its pocket, and make his way back outside again. Bucky gives both of them a quick smile and goes to an open spot in the grass far enough away that the light from the candles won't interfere with the exposure, presses the button to activate the stand, and crouches down to pull out and set up the camera.

He's unaware of how peaceful he looks as he's working over it; how calm and untroubled his expression is.

Steve's very well aware, though, to judge from his own small smile as he watches his friend.