“Oh yeah? Were there specifics? Did you leave him with plenty of caffeine?” Summer glances up from her laptop, grinning. “Or is this him doing that thing where he’s afraid he’ll screw it up if he tries to … make his friends be friends?”
As you speak Clint relaxes little and gives you a grateful smile. “Thank you.” the archer mutters unable to believe that he can stay even after explaining. To think they offered him protection and consider him one of their own even, to Clint that’s simply priceless.
Summer puts up her hands, smile going a little twisted. “Whoa there, slow down on the gratitude. You’ve still got to talk to Loki, and I’m not really the one to say how you’re going to fit in here in the long run. But what Tony wants, he usually gets, and he seems to want you.”
Clint was bit embarrassed how over eager he must have sounded like. “Sorry, so I’ll just need to talk to Loki then. Guess I should get it over with. Where can he usually be found? In the tower Or somewhere else?” He was nervous about talking to him and wondered if they would get along but he was still Loki in the end. Clint was looking forward to it and afraid at the same time, he just couldn’t help it.
“He’ll probably find you.” She pats his hand. “Did you have anything you wanted to ask me, since all the things I expected you to know you don’t?”