The sound of steps was what alerted her that someone else was around and she tilted her head a bit. “Bucky.” She smiled a bit when she saw him, though she wasn’t sure just yet if he was leaving or what, she was still a bit addled with sleep. “Where have you been?” She hadn’t seen him in a while and that made her think just how late it was, was it time for lunch or something.

Slowly she looked down at Clint and shook her head with an amused smile before poking his cheek. “Barton, wake up.” There was only an annoyed groan in response. “Isn’t this around the time you call Natasha? Remember what happened the last time you didn’t?”

There was a muttered ‘Fine, fine’ while he sat up, stretched and quietly thanked her before moving to leave the room, with a slight nod to acknowledge Bucky before leaving the room and going to call the Widow, she had no idea how they managed to keep those calls without being traced or recorded, but it shouldn’t be surprising since they were indeed the best at what they did. Taking a deep breath she turned to look at Bucky, something was wrong; she could feel the slight piercing at the back of her mind at the moment.

“Are you alright?” It was probably not the best thing to ask, there were some things that were not and she wishes she could take it back. “Want to watch something with me?”