[Aaand there it was.]

No. I thought--... [He shrugs, but the only indication Clint has of that would be the sound of his clothing rustling.] I tried to get all of you to listen before it even came to that, remember? I'm not the reason you ended up there.

[Getting him heated up, are we, Barton? He bites it back, taking a deep breath.]

Can we not do this again? Right. You hate me. I get it.