Natasha listened for any hints in his voice that he had any expectations of what this mission could entail. They both knew her roles weren’t always innocent, though she had managed to avoid anything like that since before Loki had decided to try and take over the earth.

Noting nothing in Clint’s tone, she answered, “Intel. Infiltration from the inside. Nothing too heavy.”

Sighing as he started to work his fingers through her hair, she smiled contently, though that voice... it always managed to make her shiver. “Is that so...” she said. Sounded like something else to look forward to when she got back.