Alex almost starts to say maybe he shouldn't offer a hand like that because he's pretty sure he weighs as much as a car now. After a moment, he accepts the hand, bracing himself to try to take as much weight as possible so Bucky doesn't throw out his back hauling his graphene butt out of here. He lurches up after Bucky, the beam groaning under his weight. Just like that, they're both free and above ground.

"Detective Alex Murphy," Alex likes the sound of Bucky already. He's not just blowing hot air, he actually did go out of his way to help him out, so color him convinced. "Wish there were more people like you out there."

He means it, too. Alex jerks his thumb over his shoulder.

"Better get back to my friends. See you around."

He pivots and heads down the road, glancing over his shoulder before the fog sweeps in.