There was more of an annoyed sigh coming from Clint before moving over to the robot. He wasn't gifted with super-strength or anything of the like. But give him something to drag around and he'll yank it around. He didn't think they were too deep in the woods to at least try. Clint wasn't really looking forward to carting the robot back into town, but it was better than wasting their only magical resource they had down to their bare minimum at this point. He looked out for others, what could he say? Even if the other person was Loki and he couldn't very well say he was always looking out for Loki's well-being.

It sort of aggravated him.

"I'll help move it, can't be heavier than some things 've moved." Recently. Clint was pretty sure it couldn't be heavier than Loki was by any definition of the word. He supposed the robots could help Tony get in the air as someone formidable when it came to the people who'd captured them. But his mind was going to if Stark could figure out a way to trace them back to the people who were controlling them. If it had been something remote or programmed. He didn't know if Tony's mind had wandered to that. But his had certainly done so.