The worst part Was that she knew he wasn't joking here, but she still couldn't help but crack a real smile. "I'll do my best, Steve, but I'm not sure that's something even my magic's capable of. Could take a miracle." At the very least maybe she could talk him out of further fights with his own people. This place was such a powder keg, just waiting for a spark and Clint had a temper. At least that was one worry of Cap's she did share. She reached out and squeezed his arm to assure him that, in spite of her quip, she really would try. And she was still smiling, which was a much better than what she'd expected from this confrontation.