Wanda's news regarding the complex struck them all as a dead surprise. Nobody had been expecting that. Someone inside was not only alive, but smart enough to burn the dead. Though that didn't necessarily mean they could reasoned with or were even friendly. Even practical people could be crazy as a loon. Clint certainly wasn't letting his guard down anytime soon. Not with a split up order in the air. Yes, Cap. Let's get picked off by psychotic prisoners one by one. He shook his head at the order, but opted out of saying anything aloud. Tensions with East Coast leadership were bad enough as it was.
So, Wanda did her thing-a-ma-jig with magic and ported the three of them all in and at once Clint noticed the eerie quiet. Inside the Raft not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The archer put on his night vision shades and then strung a bow quickly just in case. The coast looked clear, but he wasn't buying it. The Avengers were hardly going to get away that easy