"Actually it is," Bucky tells him, thinking fast. King, Klaue had called, loud enough for anyone to hear. He wishes Steve were here; Steve would know what to say, where Bucky's better at shooting things these days than anything else, which won't help now. He turns both hands palm up at his sides, trying to de-escalate. If it all goes wrong he should be able to move fast enough anyway.

"Your highness, the Avengers appreciate your cooperation in bringing this man to justice." He stares him in the face, willing him to take the hint.