"Of course I am. You think I'm gonna let you rip yourself apart and not give you a talking to about bandaids and first aid and whatever else?" He doesn't often break out the dad tone with Steve, mostly because he's technically way older than him, but it slips out sometimes, usually unbidden. "Saving Captain America... Well, you have a 50/50 chance there. The limelight's great and all, but do I really need it?" He shrugs idly, as if he's not looking up at his friend who's strung up like a side of beef.

"Enough talk, though. I'm getting you out of this." And having said that, Clint slips his hand into the acid before he can change his mind.