Fine by Clint, though he does internally curse at himself. Because then he's probably actually going to lead Steve back to where he's holed up. It isn't like there's anything out of the ordinary, just what he takes with him. It just might be...sad.
Christ, he shouldn't care about that.
Thankfully, just like in New York, you can throw a rock and hit a street vendor. There aren't quite so many as there used to be, he thinks. But people gotta eat, people gotta make their money, and people like convenient. Not everything has gone back to a new, bizarre normal, but a lot of things have been getting there. Clint's Spanish is good enough to chat up the sellers, pay for a decent amount of food, and he makes Steve carry some of it.
And if they're silent the rest of the way, that doesn't bother him at all.
The dim apartment complex isn't far. It functions as a cheap roof over people's heads. And for Clint, it functions as a place where people don't ask questions. "Home sweet temporary home," he mutters, depositing some of the goods on a rickety table.
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Christ, he shouldn't care about that.
Thankfully, just like in New York, you can throw a rock and hit a street vendor. There aren't quite so many as there used to be, he thinks. But people gotta eat, people gotta make their money, and people like convenient. Not everything has gone back to a new, bizarre normal, but a lot of things have been getting there. Clint's Spanish is good enough to chat up the sellers, pay for a decent amount of food, and he makes Steve carry some of it.
And if they're silent the rest of the way, that doesn't bother him at all.
The dim apartment complex isn't far. It functions as a cheap roof over people's heads. And for Clint, it functions as a place where people don't ask questions. "Home sweet temporary home," he mutters, depositing some of the goods on a rickety table.