He has to huff out a laugh, too, quiet and humorless -- the only thing Art could never do, huh? Of course it'd be that. But the laugh dies quickly enough, replaced by a strange mix of anticipation and concern. He can't say the thought hasn't crossed his mind, too, to think this might finally be what gives them the chance to end it all...
... but at what cost? If Art sounds like that--]
Hell if they don't matter! [Bucky has to pause, draw a deep breath, to stop his voice from growing any louder.] I'm not gonna say I'm not hopin' for that too, you know I am, but what good is anythin' gonna be if you're dead? If this draws them out, makes them show their hand... we gotta be there. Alive. And that means survivin' the hunters.
[Don't be so quick to dismiss any threat to your own life.]