Happy froze in the doorway behind Bobbi. He knew that voice (he just wasn't used to hearing it sound so, well, content . Usually he'd heard this guy grumbling or arguing but lord was it nice to hear a familiar voice.
"Barton?" he asked, peering over the top of Bobbi's head and shaking his own head slowly. One of the Avengers, alive and well and still here in New York. He wasn't sure how to feel about this because it wasn't who he hoped to find but it was definitely better than nothing at all. Happy broke into a smile and stepped around Bobbi to advance on Clint with his hand outstretched. He had so many questions but he restrained himself and instead offered a, "Good to see you're alive, man."