Really, all it did was make his head hurt more, which was a pain in the ass, eyes stinging, chest hurting, throat raw and head pounding from the oxygen displacement for a while, Clint had no problem waiting out the current agony.
Sitting down, fine, he knew he could get down, he even managed it without just letting his legs give out, lowering to the curb to rest his forehead on his knees and take a few breaths. Since Steve was literally right there he could close his eyes without the million questions running through his head about this place and what might happen next and if he should even take a second from watching his surroundings to get the place to stop spinning.
"It's not just the hospital." His words were a little muffled into his knees, tilting his head to the side, eyes still shut and his breathing becoming a little easier, "I wanna be somewhere familiar," the hospital wasn't his favourite place, no hospital was. He had some issues with doctors and it was probably foolish but he hated the sterile feel of the place. But right then, it was just a matter of being somewhere he knew, and if he could he would've crawled to one of his nests, but it wasn't an option right then.
"It's just... I just need some familiarity right now." And as little glass and cold as possible.