Clint was looking at her . He was glad she was recovering. He was worried about her still. He knew that it was hard to not worry about her. He felt like it was his fault that she was injured. He helped her up from the bed and into the wheelchair. He was looking at her.
He didn't realize he had done so much damage to her.
"Never realiized I did this much damage." He sighed.

Clint was looking at her "Mmm I don't know, Not that we can got that far, " He had no idea where they could go. His head wasn't hurting him anymore really. He smiled at her. He was glad to just be with her.
The agent was glad she was allowed out of bed now.