Clint took in the gym and was pleasantly impressed. It would definitely do for what he needed to help keep him on his toes, and as he preferred to make innocent targets among the proper ones to test his skills. He nodded just as Bruce joined them, turning his head to smirk a bit.
"He's right, he doesn't need arrows." He didn't know what all he would need, but Tony wasn't the archer...that was Clint's forte and he more than excelled at it. With a slight lip quirk, he looked more at Bruce and pushed Natasha from his mind for the moment. "Good to see you looking well, Dr. Banner..."