"Yeah, yeah," he said breezily. "Agent Barton," he pointed at himself. "Hawkeye." Clint scaled the first two steps to close the distance, climbing up after her.
"Everything alright?" He wanted to know. He had been at the helicarrier pretty much since the crisis, so he knew all who had been present and accounted for. Of course, there the television trials that let them know where everyone was at any given moment. Where ever that was? (He sorely wished the Geek Squad would finish figuring out where Mojo was taking them.) She could have just been delayed by the this or that, but he also wanted to make sure nothing was wrong above and beyond the usual.
Despite his diminished age, he understood things like loyalty and looking out for each. Not unlike the way Barney both betrayed him and stabbed him in the back. They were both Avengers, they had to look out after their own sometimes, too.