"Oh. Okay." Bucky doesn't know of that many places that weren't touched by one of the world wars at least, but. Maybe Raskolnikov is from another planet. He doesn't know anything about those. Somehow, the fact that he might be talking to an alien, or a time traveller, or a robot avatar of a person doesn't seem to faze him much.

"...what did you have?" Conflict seems kind of universal, so... Bucky is struggling to imagine a kind of society, even an alien one, where there wasn't some kind of violent way to deal with their disagreements.