Natasha sighed wearily and let her exhaustion slip through. Looking sideways out at the city, she scolded, "Don't act that way, Clint, how long have you known me?"

She returned her cobalt blues to his eyes and frowned, arms softly folding in front of her. "It's a ruse. Just dabbling in the double-agent façade again. Someone had to reveal this asshole for who he truly is. You know I can do it."

She dropped her gaze over Clint's body and added, "Wouldn't be the first time we were on opposite side."

Only, last time it was because of the bounty on her head and he ended up as her savior.