"You're not testin' me, are you?" Clint asked with a slight raise of his eyebrows, knowing that his partner was more than capable of doing just that and she'd easily at least give him enough of a work out to keep him from further letting that part of his skill set go to waste. "'Cause I'm pretty sure I can still take you." There was that bravado in his tone, puffing himself up as he could because he'd been feeling a bit down and out lately and they both knew he was talking shit. She gave as good as she got and she had a way of handing him his ass in a stylish manner, so to speak. But it didn't stop him from coming back with whatever he could to prove he wouldn't go down easily, because he was just that doggedly determined to prove his worth. Although if there were anyone in the world he didn't have to do that with, it was Natasha.
At her question, he shrugged a bit, because this was the second time he was going through all of this getting ripped from the world he knew and thrust into a strange place bullshit. It didn't hurt he was pretty well practiced at picking up and moving on, thanks to never putting down too many roots in one place. He only had his connections and he tried to keep those from getting too messy, thanks to his inability to trust people at first. So, he dealt with this the way that he dealt with most things. Wise cracks and retreating into his typical behavior of getting the lay of the land in his "nest", so he could be prepared for any and all variables that might come his way.
"Bit of a mind fuck at first. Didn't hurt having you, Cap and Jade Jaws wondering if I'd become compromised again," he retorted with just a hint of bitterness to his tone, because he wondered how long it would take for that to no longer be the first response for if he were acting strangely. "This place is nicer than the last one, I'll give 'em that." A beat. "What about you?"