Sitting back, with his own refilled drink, the dark smirk still lingering on his lips. "I was handling the issue." A larger smile flickered across Will's expression- remembering the far cleaner kill- before he shrugged. "There are so many unique individuals here, I would venture to guess they underestimate that which lingers in the depths of someone without some kind of super-strength or intense military training."
Will was far from a typical human being, but he was the essence of the humanity around him. His own curse 'gift' was not something outside of the human bounds merely a place that few had the insight to go or dared to try.
"I can see it in his eyes though. It wasn't surprising because of the action but maybe... the reflection?" He ventured to guess. Will had not trailed into the past that might have belonged to Bucky. Unless he had to, he was not about to investigate the minds of everyone he met in the wretched hotel.