He turns a glare on Clint, only for a second, before he pulls it back. No matter how enraged he is, Clint has been nothing but good to him. Yet, it's almost like he can't keep the fury rolling in him back. Like an angry ocean it laps at every inside part of him, red hot and burning.

"I didn't ask to be this!" Bucky gestures to his vibranium arm. "The Winter Soldier." He says that softer, but punches another mirror. The serum was forced on him.

Being brainwashed.

He punches another mirror. Glass shatters around him, little cuts appear on his face and flesh hand, then slowly start to mend. Normally, Bucky would consider what might happen to Clint, being so close, and never react like this.