"Don't worry. We'll find him." Offered Clint from behind the pair as he came marching up. He offered Wicked a sympathetic nod and clapped Wanda gently on the shoulder. "Count on it." Avengers didn't leave comrades behind. It just didn't happen and it wasn't going to start on Barton's watch. Right now, the nagging worry was the real threat. They just didn't have enough clues. Quicksilver had just vanished without a trace on both the east and west coast. Perhaps Hawkeye had been foolish but part of him had hoped to find some lost clue in New York City. Something small that maybe the others hadn't even thought to look for. It was a naive thought. Foolish at the very least.