"Not the one I signed you up for either." Coulson replied, as calm as ever, though there was a tightness around his eyes, at the corner of his mouth. If Clint hadn't been so tired, he would have found it interesting that apparently even Coulson was being kept in the dark as to what it was they were doing.

Right at the moment, however, he was too tired even to be curious, dragging his quiver and bow out of the SUV before dropping himself into the passenger side of the car, glancing back at Natasha in the rear view mirror as he did so. He did have enough energy to be amused that Coulson waited until they were both buckled in before pulling away.