"I disagree. I don't have to respect anything. That little weasel has been playing both sides for too long." Cap just couldn't see the situation for what it was. Quicksilver was child playing at being a man. A dangerous little child that not once ever thought of anyone save his poor little family. Oh how poor little Pietro had it so bad. Forgive that? No thanks. "You know what? Forget it. Go ahead let poor Pietro off the hook. Just don't come crying to me when this is all over. I'm done with this bullshit." Clint was tired of arguing with a brick wall. This was over. He turned and made his way out. He was going to his room and getting some damn sleep.