"Tony," Steve sighed, rubbing his brow. Not that he blamed him. Clint's attitude was well beyond out of control at this point. But pushing him around before he got to make whatever point he was trying to get out wasn't going to help matters.
"If you want to talk, than talk," he said, sick of all these barbed comments. Clint moved to the coast for a few months, and suddenly he knew more about this than any of them. After the mess the WCA had been Clint thought he was some sort of savior? Because he snuck off without the rest of his group, exactly the same thing he was about to denounce Lehnsherr for, and blew up a house in a blatant act of war.