“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?”
“Ghiradelli. It’s expensive, but /so/ worth it.” Summer bypasses Clint’s hand and slips out the door. “Come on,” she shouts back, heading to the elevator. She wonders briefly if he’s living in the Tower, now, and where, and asks him while Jarvis takes them smoothly down.
Clint makes a note of the brand in his head and follows after you. “I don’t think I have tasted that before, maybe I could have a sip next time ?” he mentions as he catches up.
“Well I have a small flat of my own but I come here to spend time with you all. Tony did show me the guest room before though and I have bunked there some nights,” he adds and thinks would Tony ever ask him to stay. He was offered the room for a night to clear his head after all.Summer leads the way outside, through the private halls, because Stark Tower is still one of the headquarters of Stark Industries, after all, and it’s impolite to interrupt the staff. She casts a bemused glance at Clint. “You’re in hiding, afraid for being hunted, and you come here to hang out? Are you actively trying to get yourself killed?” Her tone makes it clear she’s teasing, but there’s still an element of truth in her words. Sooner or later, he’s bound to be spotted by someone he doesn’t want to be seen by.
“I’m good at making a quick escape if needed but didn’t you say that ‘I’m safe here’ before,” Clint answers teasingly grinning at you.
“The other Clint is not in trouble here I believe, so your SHIELD should not be hunting me. Unless my SHIELD runs after me I don’t think I actually have to worry that much but it doesn’t hurt to be careful.”
“Very true. And if SHIELD from your universe comes hunting you, we probably have a bigger problem, no offense, than them hunting you. That kind of spillover is very bad.” Summer pushes open the door and goes outside, picking her way down the icy steps. “Which way did you want to go?”