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Aaaand that's already a response that hits somewhere awkward and weird. Steve had made it abundantly clear how much he actually cared about Clint and how much he genuinely wanted to spend time. And it's still...strange. It wouldn't have hit that way before. These days...

He rolls a shoulder. "Pretty sure I do know. Anything more than that is probably, heh, floor time."

Steve's expression is a little odd - confused, maybe uncomfortable - at that specific thing being floor time worthy, but he recovers pretty fast though.

"Let's go find a floor, then. Not about this, unless you're feeling a need, but I could do with at least a vague itinerary and maybe to give you an answer to your question about Tony."

"Got it." The vague itinerary might be something to put up a mild fight about, but he'll just have to see how he feels when they get to that point.

The motel isn't a run down disaster like the apartment, though it is a bit out of the way. Quieter. Not upscale, but hey, it's a motel, it motels, and that's all it needs to do. "Home sweet home away from home. Make yourself comfy. Promise there's no bedbugs."

"I'm glad one of us is enough of a responsible adult to have thought about bed bugs." That one of them wasn't him.

His hotel might be slightly more upscale, it's not by a whole heck of a lot. He makes himself comfortable by sitting, yep, on the floor, with his back against the mattress. He figures if Clint's being this avoidant of 'how long will you be around', he should start. Something about fairness, probably. "Tony blames me for Thanos. Or Thanos winning, anyway."

"He always was a short-sighted asshole," Clint quips easily enough. He doesn't take himself to the floor but pulls out a small chair by an equally small desk and sits himself backwards in it, arms laid across the back.

"Nah. He called the potential threat out when he was creating Ultron. I'll give you asshole, though." He's got his own cranky about it all. "You willing to give me an answer on how long you're here, yet?"

"Calling out threats and being able to actually deal with those threats are two way different things," he says gruffly. He wasn't there. And neither was Tony. So neither one of them get to judge what happened and why.

"And I'm here however long I'm here. 'Til the job's done. Not sure when that'll be just yet."

Steve shrugs, slightly. They can judge if they want. It's absolutely not a thing Steve's going to... defend? himself about, even if he didn't more or less agree. Feels like the kind of thing he should be taking responsibility for.

"All right. Anything particular you want or need from me while I am?" He also sort of tilts his head around, but that one's about looking at tattoo progress, nothing more high pressure.

"I wasn't expecting you, so I didn't really have any plans in mind." He tips his own head, in a sort of mirror to Steve, but his eyes stay right on his face. "You need or want something from me?"

"More or less the same thing I was looking for last time." He quirks a very slight smile. "Time, space, and you." That doesn't sound quite as glib as the words would imply - because it's not.

Time and space comes with some freedom. That he needs. Breathing room.

Clint tries very hard not to have some immediately dismissive quip. Call it growth from last time, maybe. "Well, seems like you've got all of that in spades." The real question is what Steve's going to do with all that time, space, and also Clint.

"Feeling any particular need to pummel someone into the ground?"

"Probably, but whether that someone's you depends on you." That... sounds more challenging and opaque than he means it to, by a lot. "You seem a lot ... steadier than you were. I can always just go find trouble." He's far enough from home for that.

"Maybe I've got your brand of trouble to thank for that." He's not sure if steadier is the word, but that might just be what to go with instead of 'not fighting this and being a quiet moody little shit from the word go'. "And if you're gonna find trouble, maybe I wanna make sure I'm that trouble. Imagine if you came all this way to see me and then started an international incident. Nat'll kill me."

"Maybe." Whatever the cause - Clint doesn't feel like he's about to bolt at a moment's notice, and that's nice. Not that Steve quite trusts it, but that part is on Steve. "Maybe we can take some time and find a location we can stay in for a little while after." Transition back last time had been... rougher than it needed to be.

Clint cocks a brow. "Somewhere to lay low together? Are you planning on getting up to more of my kind of trouble, Rogers?"

"Maybe." There's a flash of a grin, which is more of a yes than a no, but. "We're gonna want it, anyway. Even if all I do is kick your ass, that walk back last time maybe happened a little early and I didn't much like the way things go rough after."

"After-" He laughs to himself. "The ass kicking, not when I'm done here, I get you now. Here I thought you were halfway to planning a little vacation getaway for us, y'know, after-after. Yeah, we can figure something out. Somewhere cushier than concrete."

"I would play a vacation get away from us, given what you did to my blood pressure by dropping off the map entirely. Except the part where I suspect your response would be the kind that would mean I never found you again."

Is he supposed to be more subtle than that? Nicer? More benefit of the doubt? Not happening.

He's not mean about it, though and somehow it sounds like some kind of compliment, at least in tone.

"Never lied to you about what was gonna happen. I'm not gonna just stick around after and, what, take in the fruits of my labor or something like a deranged serial killer?"

So he feels like it's on Steve if Steve got all bent out of shape about Clint's disappearing act. He rolls a shoulder, aiming for casual. "Not altogether opposed to a getaway, I s'pose. We can talk about it later." If he wanted to disappear for good, he'd have to stop doing his self-appointed job. Which isn't something he's considering right this moment.

"No." There's a quick, apologetic smile to go with that somewhat flat statement. "I meant I lost track of you for a while and couldn't have come to find you then if I'd wanted to. Freaked me out a little, but good reminder of how good you are."

Even with Natasha's help. Something after Malta, maybe.

"Though you not being opposed to a vacation is the best news I've heard in years." They can talk about it later, but the way Steve lights up a little at even the thought? Says something.

And not just thAt he wasn't lying about having gotten scared when he couldn't find Clint at all.

"You're good at a lot of things, Steve, but you were never a spy." Got plenty of pointers, sure, but that's still different from living the SHIELD agent life for most of his. "Had to vanish for a bit. Last job went a little south. Too hot to handle after. Better now."

"Yeah, the super soldier upgrade didn't come with an espionage package. Maybe if we count the enhanced memory, but that's stretching several definitions to the breaking point." Just makes him a roving camera. "Come on, let's get inside somewhere. Work out a timeline here, maybe>"

He's only been trying to get that out of Clint since he laid eyes on him.

"Yeah, guess so. Wouldn't want you to miss any more of your sad people group therapy sessions than you have to."

No more meandering, then. The direct route. If there were any tails, well, he's pretty sure there aren't any now at least, so it should be safe enough to guide Steve to his little home away from home. It isn't much, but still in much nicer shape than the apartment.

"There are whales in the Hudson. The pollution drop's been great for wildlife." He's wryly self-depreciating as he says that. Please, please, let him miss some of those.

Also distracted by the... improvement? in the place Clint's picked out for himself. He really does feel less sharp and that's something that unwinds Steve just a little. Steadies Steve some.

Might not be as much space--there's no whole kitchen space, after all--but it doesn't look one bad day from being condemned. The bed's wider. The tv is even a full color flatscreen. That will show things in English. It's the little things.

"I'm sure a bunch of well-meaning ecologists are celebrating the drop in CO2 levels. Meanwhile, the poor still don't have enough food cuz it all gets hoarded by the rich neighborhoods, the rich countries instead of evenly distributed out. Same shit as before. Isn't humanity wonderful?"

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...This landed in spam. I'm sorry :/

XD somehow worse than not getting a notif at all, damn!

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