Clint had tucked his head in the crook of Tony's neck and wasn't content to move just yet so he just mumbled right in to his skin there. "It's the end of December and we're on a giant space ship." He as already reaching behind Tony to one of the side tables for a phone for Tony to poke at, knowing he'd want to see it for himself.
He finally sat back enough so Maria wasn't squished anymore and they could actually see each other and handed the phone to Tony.