The guy wrapped an arm around Clint's neck just as he met Natasha's eyes. They'd always had a special connection, one that had only gotten stronger over the last couple of months. The slightest look was loaded with information and Clint's said that he was fine.

He seemed to gesture over the crowd with his eyes before he sent an elbow slamming back into his attacker's solar plexus and then bent down low to flip him over. He reached for his gun first, slipping it out of his hand before reaching down and knocking the guy's skull against the floor.

Some chains a few feet away rattled with the ping of a ricochet shot and he started moving towards the north exit. It would be harder to hit a moving target, at least.

He switched on his comm to SHIELD's frequency. "Any time now, guys."