Natasha was gone longer than the day before and though Clint really did try not to worry and coddle her, after a while he grew restless.

"You behave", he growled at Liho but still didn't get much of a response. Fortunately he found that ringing ball the kitten had played with in a corner and rolled it in her direction for after breakfast. That way he could hear at least if the little devil was up to no good again.

But then his attention was solely on Natasha. He didn't want to suffocate her with too much worry and quietly knocked instead of just entering.

"Need a little help there, red?"