Clint sipped his own cup while letting her sign. The dad part of him wanted to try and fix it, however he might do that, but he also knew that, if she were anything like him, she just wanted to be able to vent her frustrations.
"I think so." he had done this before, both with Bucky and, to some extent Tim too, but this still felt a little bit different somehow. Maybe just because there were so many more of them already, maybe because it was Maria specifically, and, so far at least, the two of them were particularly close. But he did notice that it felt different. "It always takes some getting used to."