Bucky looked around again, gaze moving off the docks and into mid air and then to the boat with the hole in the side of it. That hadn't been the only damage to it, but the men gathering around it before looking and pointing at him had him stare back before letting his gaze flicker back to the red head.

"It's not Bucharest." he confirmed, taking a step back in preparation to start walking. He wasn't going to let them arrest him. He glanced back to the men. He could duck out and disappear, but then that chanced the dock workers questioning the woman.

Still looking away, Bucky asked. "Why don't you show me around."