A slight tug at the collar shocked Clint awake. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, after a moment he gained his senses back. God, sleeping here was uncomfortable. Clint stared up at the sight of the person in front of him. Judging by the scrubs it was probably another hospital nurse. "Yeah? What is it?" The woman in question gestured towards Wanda's door and mumbled something along about the Scarlet Witching being awake. At the news, Barton fell out of his makeshift bed and rushed towards her door. He'd actually been sleeping in the waiting room ever since the attack so this pretty big news. He jerked open the damn door just as her doctor was leaving and frowned over at Wanda's blinking face. Wow. She really was up this time.
Slowly, he moved over to the side of her bed. He sort of hovered there and glanced down at her like he was afraid to do anything more. There were horror stories of people getting the wrong tube accidentally pulled and getting a feeding tube stuck in the lung. God, they didn't need that happening. "Hey. You up?" He said asking the obvious. A cheeky sort of grin settled on his face as Clint cocked his head to stare down at her. He decided right then he could be relieved. She looked like she was going to be ok.