Clint wasn't sure what to do. Video or audio...so he just goes with audio to Phil and Sharon. He would be on his way, if he wasn't standing about a foot away from the person who they wanted to find. "Back-up from what, exactly? Cujo pawing at the kitchen door finally?" He still had the bow held up as he stood in place, unmoving and unwilling to move. He didn't want to show weakness in this moment. He cleared his throat for a moment. "The box contained Loki, sir. Jus' in case you didn't know. Standin' 'bout...a foot away from him, he's still as tall as I remember. Got nice cheekbones, blind as a fuckin' bat. Think you can hail Banner or Lydia to get some information for me before I...do battle with the guy?"