"No it doesn't." Replied Clint as he stood up to confront this wayward Shield Agent. "But I'd take my chances with her over some Gestapo with a gun. What's wrong with you coming over here and pointing that thing around? I'm sure you know who I am. I think I can handle a blonde in a cat suit." Clint pushed as he glanced back wildly over at the grieving civilians. Hopefully none of them had noticed that crazy stunt. He couldn't quite figure out why Fury would let an agent like this just wander around in this first place. She belonged out there in Europe somewhere fighting Hydra. Not over here in his face at a graveyard. What was the world coming to these days? Clint felt more comfortable with the masked woman then he did with the shield agent.
Speaking of which, Madam Mystery got a sidelong glance there. During the little stand off she had looked pretty spooked about the whole thing. That was a clue. It let Barton know about a couple of things. Nothing worth mentioning yet, but he suspected she was new to the whole Domino Mask business. "Look It might be a good time to hightail it. At least before more commandos come crawling out of the woods." He didn't know why she was covered in a mask, but that didn't matter. He trusted her. It was weird, surreal like, but she seemed harmless to him despite the mask. Hell, lots of masked people did good for the world. Spider-Man was a prime example and he was an Avenger.