Re: Meanwhile~ Avengers Tower. DONK DONK.
Clint glanced back at the sound of Tony's voice with a frown. He found the silhouette of the former Iron Man at the doorway and watched as the founder approached him. If anything else, Clint looked tired. Too tired in fact to reply. Not the constant nagging and probing this living mistake barked out every time they met. Besides Barton had nothing to prove here. It was pretty clear that the far shooter was working his ass off. He was laid out on the couch and still in costume (minus the mask.) He'd just gotten in a few minuets ago and was showering up and taking a quick three hour nap before he went out on another mission. Tony was a drop out sleaze ball who got by on parties and his parents money. This wasn't worth the effort of a reply.
Still Tony was allowed a grunt of recognition before the current status Avenger turned around and went back to picking at his dinner. He thought about asking what the billionaire wanted, but honestly he was too tired to care. For now he'd hope ignoring Tony was enough.