Bruce freezes at the head on his shoulder. It might be misconstrued that he doesn't want Clint there, but the opposite is true; dear God, how the opposite is true, and he hesitates, holding his breath, until Clint picks his head up again. His eyes are still wide, questioning, but he quickly blinks it away. He's never asked Clint; he's just assumed, with everyone else, with Phil gone...
But then had he ever considered that there might be something salvageable between them, even if he wasn't from Arkham?
"You quit SHIELD?" He's frowning, eyebrow furrowed, but he's just trying to puzzle this out. "You quit SHIELD and came looking for me." Seems like it would've been easier to stay in SHIELD, find him the official way, but there's something about this that isn't right, and Bruce is hesitant because the alternative is to cling to it. At the moment he'd just be grasping at straws. He swallows thickly and nods. Clint's plan made sense; maybe that's how SHIELD was always so good at finding him in the first place.
Clint's arm isn't so bad, and Bruce starts patching it up, his eyes low, focused on is work.
"That sounds like an awful lot of trouble you went through, Agent Barton." The sass is mild and subdued, and though he hasn't asked it, it's clear he's dying to know why. Why did Clint quit, why did he come here?
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Date: 2012-09-05 05:57 am (UTC)But then had he ever considered that there might be something salvageable between them, even if he wasn't from Arkham?
"You quit SHIELD?" He's frowning, eyebrow furrowed, but he's just trying to puzzle this out. "You quit SHIELD and came looking for me." Seems like it would've been easier to stay in SHIELD, find him the official way, but there's something about this that isn't right, and Bruce is hesitant because the alternative is to cling to it. At the moment he'd just be grasping at straws. He swallows thickly and nods. Clint's plan made sense; maybe that's how SHIELD was always so good at finding him in the first place.
Clint's arm isn't so bad, and Bruce starts patching it up, his eyes low, focused on is work.
"That sounds like an awful lot of trouble you went through, Agent Barton." The sass is mild and subdued, and though he hasn't asked it, it's clear he's dying to know why. Why did Clint quit, why did he come here?