Date: 2016-08-24 06:10 am (UTC)
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Clint just shrugs. "Making sure."

That said, he reaches up to his ear, fishing out a small earpiece that he unceremoniously chucks off the balcony.

"I'm reaching into my pockets. One of them's a phone, the other one's a gun." He doesn't really want her to jump him because she's nervous.

Warning given, though, he reaches first for his phone, to turn it off, and then for his gun, to move it from his waistband to somewhere more accessible. "You got anything around here besides you that'll help us get past James?"

He knows she's a deadly weapon all on her own, but it'll be nice to know if there are other weapons stashed around.

"Unless you think going off the balcony is the better idea."

He's not joking.
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Clint Barton

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