He could see the steel in her spine as her thoughts turned. That was the thing about Kate that so many overlooked. She was bluster and bravado, but it masked a thoughtfulness. She was insecure but not as green as even she thought. She had trained her whole life for this by her own design. How many could say they dedicated their life to helping others when Kate first had done it? Not many. Not even him.

She impressed the hell out of him.

"I'll talk to him." He had a few things to say to Matt for sure. A harsh, but not unforgiving, few things. Clint intended to give him something of a verbal smackdown. Then he'd offer a hand back up. Whether Matt took the hand or not would say everything Clint needed to know on if Matt could not just be the Devil of Hell's Kitchen, but the Leader of a City. He hoped Matt rose to the challenge.

For now though, he just said to Kate, "Give me a few minutes? I'll be back." He rose to head to the door. Paused in the frame. He looked back and said to Kate the single offering that both hurt and healed his heart. "When I heard about what you've done... well. I have a story to tell you later about Nat."

He left the room. Claire entered instead, as Clint went to find Matt. Claire closed the door, leaning against it with a plate of stir fry and a smile on her face. A knowing smile.

"I'll eat with you. Trust me, there's plenty, but the boys will be awhile."

Out three rooftops away, Clint found Matt. Head tilted, listening like he was Daredevil while in Luke's clothing that was pajamas on him.

"Barton."

"Murdock."

"Been awhile."

"And the weather's shit. Now that that's out of the way, are we talking or fighting? Because either way, I have some questions that need answering."