It's hilarious, it really is. Steve's so utterly put upon, even though Clint can see the humor in his gaze, smile twitching at his mouth. Yeah, he knows Steve doesn't feel comfortable with them, and this is probably nothing at all like what he'd planned, but Clint can't help that.

"What, I can't just like your stellar personality?" Clint smiles, all sunshine innocence that's completely faked, before the look softens, far truer even as he thumbs at his jaw. It's rueful, because Steve's on the nose about this.

"You were my best chance out, yeah." A sigh, a thoughtful pause. "I dunno man, but we've got better odds out here sticking together."

He shifts, taking more weight off his injured leg, and that's maybe a bit purposeful. But it also hurts, one of those ever present aches that you might get used to but can't completely ignore.