[ She squeezes his hand in return, enjoying that contact, the easy comfort of it - and the fact that he hasn't pulled away from the touch yet. Granted, neither has she, but she knows how Bruce can be sometimes. She's grateful for it all the same.

Her thumb brushes along his as she quietly absorbs the information he shares, making an agreeing hum over Tony, but focusing on the Loki Situation for a moment. ]

I can watch my step with Loki, that won't be a problem. [ But despite that, a worried frown is lingering on her lips. ] But Clint...

[ Clint hasn't come face to face with Loki since New York, years ago. And had this all happened before the Thanos, she would have felt a little more steady in commenting that he would watch his step as well. But now?

She gives a soft sigh, lifting her free hand to rub at her temples. ] I don't know how Clint's going to react, coming face to face with Loki. He's... changed. We all have, of course, but after Thanos... [ She trails off for a moment before lifting her head to meet Bruce's gaze, grief in her eyes. ]

You remember Clint's family, at the farmhouse? His wife, his kids... Clint lost all of them in the Snap. [ Her voice tapers off, choked with emotions as she stares at the tabletop. ] It broke him. We lost him, for a long time.