"Yeah. Wait here." Bucky peels off to go back to the car. He's wondering if it's a good idea to leave it parked far away enough that Arthur might not be able to make a beeline back to it quickly if anything were to happen. But hey, he just went on a huge spiel about knowing the risks and wanting to put himself in danger and whatever. If he won't stay in the car, Bucky will do his best not to lose sleep over whatever happens from this excursion.

The car door opens and closes, and he returns with the cane promptly. The handle is nudged into Arthur's free hand, and Bucky lingers for a few moments before going back to the snooping around he was doing. Mostly he's crouching down and examining any sort of ground covering - rocks or unusually tall tufts of grass or anything that might be able to conceal a device or any traces of a magic spell or ingredients or something. Hard to know what to look for like this, but he's never had any problems finding trouble wherever he goes, so he's pretty sure he'll know what he's looking for when he sees it.