"If anybody else is there, they showed up without an invitation and we've both got a problem." He heads for the door and then out of the building. Leading the way. "Hopefully our response is to handle that problem, not make more."

Clint has as good an idea as anyone on this planet, and better than most, exactly what will put him down. What he'll heal, what he can't, and what kind of shit and circumstances will slow that healing down. He's not worried on that level. Bloodied up is what he expects and he probably will get a clearer head for it.

Clint getting twitchy and turning on him before an intruder... he will get worried about if anyone shows up.

"I don't think company's likely. Especially not during the day. Activity out there is the sort more likely to pick up after dark."