Clint was holding her. He saw that she was started fall asleep. He knew that she must be tired. He was trying to keep her comforted. He didn't want her to wake in panic again. He sighed deeply.
"I'm here Natasha." He whispered.

When the nurse came in Clint looked up. "Oh ok... Thanks." He takes his medicine. He lay back down again. The medicine he knew would help his head, He was looking at the nurse when she set up morphine. "Ah alright... I am worried about her panicing when she wakes, Hopefully she doesn't now." He felt like it was his fault she was waking in panic as he had been the one to handcuff her up. Even if it had been when Loki had him under control.
He knew the Morphine would make her a bit out of it, but he would rather that, than her panicing and getting hurt. "I'd rather that then her panicking and hurting herself, I can handle her being a bit out of it."
He yawned a bit and lay there "Pillow and blanket be great." He rubbed his eyes. He wanted to sleep.