Mostly Clint was hoping that whoever it was wouldn't have a clear shot at the driver once the seat was folded down, and it seemed that they were going to be lucky in that regard, at least, as there was no reaction even when he hauled the suitcase through the opening and down to the floor beside him, shouldering the seat back into place once he'd done so, "Sitting still or on the move?"

That would determine just how he went about this, already sliding back down to the asphalt beside her, knowing that he was going to have to risk becoming a target to take one down. Especially with backup still about twenty minutes off, according to the new signal from the driver.