Clint looked up at the ceiling and sighed. Right to it then? Well, he had asked. This is what you get when you ask things you don’t want to know. Although, it helped that it was Cap here doing the talking. You can’t expect anything but an honest answer from Cap. That was what he respected the most out of the man beyond everything else. “I dunno, Steve. It’s not like I’ve got a wife or kids waiting for me with a picket fence. Barney’s dead, and I’m a washed up snake member. I’ve got nothing.” He’d been thinking about it all since Fury had lift and things looked pretty grim. Still, this was Steve he was talking too. He could afford a little humor, “Not even a bow anymore, apparently..” He added a slight teasing grin. “Did you have to break the bow?”