Leaning against the wall, legs crossed at the ankles, Clint just tried to add it up. It didn't really surprise him that there were pint sized super heroes running around. It was bound to happen eventually really. At the least, if they knew their own versions of adults who, presumably knew what they were doing -train wreck him not included- there was possibly a bright side.
"Um, I'm a... I worked for SHIELD, I'm not sure if there is a SHIELD anymore, but..." Clint shrugged, he'd been up and down and off and on duty since the Invasion that rightly, he wasn't entirely sure what the hell was going on. "Avengers Initiative was never really... It didn't quite get off the ground in our world." And Clint wasn't even meant to be involved in that.