"Into the cold, huh?" He nodded his head as if appreciating that little detail, but really, there was a certain amount of irony that the Winter Soldier appeared when it was time to hike into Siberian winter-like conditions. "I guess if you served in winter in Europe, you would have endured many a snow storm."

"Friends, huh? Well, that's awful kind of them," he remarked. He could take an easy guess on whom said friends were. War-era types no doubt. "I think the job market is what you want it to be, and there's a job for anyone. I sometimes work security at a refugee lead clinic now and again, so our skills are valuable."

And he would have offered to be roomies, but that would go south so badly and so quickly, it wasn't even worth entertaining. It wasn't that he actually lived anywhere for long. He was transient and had no fixed address. Why should he? He didn't belong much of anywhere.