[ Clint doesn't know quite what to say, here. He kind of looks at Kate hopelessly, like she's totally stumped him, and then drags himself up to his feet. Lucky lets out a low borf and flops out, watching them, and Clint closes the distance between him and Kate. He carefully rests his hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eyes. ]

I'm not dead. You can't get rid of me that easily. [ A beat, and then he frowns. ] ... I'm sorry, Katie.

[ And then - Davesprite. There's a beat, where Clint looks up to see Davesprite just... chewing on a noodle block, to which Clint just tries to not laugh because what. Are you doing. That's not how you ramen. Not that Clint is surprised he doesn't know how. ]

I - uh. Didn't exactly have time to grocery shop while I was in snow hell, DS.