Daisy tries to keep her dripping contained to one area while she waits for Bucky to return, at which point she gratefully accepts both towels. One is immediately put to work drying off her suit as much as she can manage with a few quick swipes before focusing on her hair. It occurs to her that she probably looks terrible, soaked through and with who knows what kind of bruising, but she tries hard not to think about it. The fact that he's also sporting a few multicolored bruises definitely helps.

"Yeah, no, I can go if you don't mi..." Her voice trails off as her eyes catch on something on the island in the kitchen. No one else would ever notice the little objects on the edge of the countertop, but once she sees them, she can't look away, not even when she asks him in a hesitant voice, "What are those?"