Steve is starting to think maybe he should have prepared better, but given that he generally flies by the seat of his pants, why should this be any different? He gives it a few minutes, trying to listen for Bucky's breathing, trying to gauge when it's at least steady and even - if it gets steady and even - before he says, softly, "Okay. Now I want you to... think about being up on deck."

He's noticed that Bucky seems pretty taken with the view, the few times he's spotted him up there. Steve can't really blame him. It's a hell of a view. And imagining it doesn't require Bucky to remember anything he might not, or hopefully anything associated with terrible connotations (except being stuck on this goddamned Barge, of course).

"Think about the view. I know it's always changing, and that's fine, but think about looking out at it. Think about that, and not anything else, except breathing and looking at the stars."