Clint's really not any happier about this situation than she is, but as soon as he hears that familiar voice, he glowers and accidentally pulls on one of the hooks that's digging into him until the unpleasant tearing reminds him he's still suspended by way too many hooks.

"Not you too." At least she's down there and not suspended up here with him. It's not really a comfort, but it's something. They can handle themselves, he knows that. But this is clearly going to be very unpleasant before it gets better.

"Yeah, I'm with you." Mostly.