"No, the other one." Bucky says, bartering with the kedan. He wonders if he's going to get out of here with any money left. But he needs a coat, and this one is easy to put on. He's finding that ease of doing something is coming to be his first priority.

He finally barters the kedan down to a reasonable price and takes the jacket. He's well aware of the looks he's been drawing. Not only from the kedan, but from the Foreigner - he's always a foreigner - that is limping near by. He picks up the subtle clue that the man is using a prosthetic. Something Bucky really wants.