He looks familiar, Bucky realises, from something he did recently. The assassin curls the fingers of his metal hand, thinking back to a couple days before. He killed someone like this one in the darkness of the cineplex.

A catlike tilt of his head accompanies this thought as he continues to gauge the person, Kankri, in front of him, thinking over the question he is asked. He could easily, maybe he should to get another tribute out of the way. Curiously though he finds he does not actually want to and decides further to allow himself to follow that desire.

It also occurs to him the others might not be pleased if he killed in here without need and Kankri did not seem to mean harm. Yet.

"Only if you attack."