Clint had felt his phone vibrating in his pocket but given he was in the middle of a mission debrief he couldn't exactly pick up. Once he was done he headed to his favorite spot up in the rafters and crouched down before tugging his phone out and listening to the message. Hearing Cissie's voice, and her hollow tone had him worried. He didn't waste time and called her back. When he heard the ringing stop he spoke.
"What happened? What's wrong?" he demanded, voice worried.