The dragon was hardly noticing their attack, and Clint was intelligent enough to know when to conserve their strength for when it would actually make a difference. "Good to see you as well, Natasha," Clint answered as he turned to face her, taking her in for a long moment. The last fight didn't seem so long ago, but the majority of them had parted ways afterward. He hadn't expected to see her again so soon, and yet, here she was. "As for that thing, as much as I would enjoy putting it down, I think our skills would be better put to use freeing some of the civilians before the city sees too many casualties."