[The surprise he feels over seeing Bucky again is blunted by the effects of the octopus skin, and, oops, now he's reaching up to pet that hair, twirling some between his fingers. It is soft, like petting a cloud.]

Please, you can call me Howard.

[Time to turn on the charm. He flashes Bucky that flirtatious smile of his.]

You're the most gorgeous thing I've seen all day, you know that? A real sight for sore eyes.