"I'll just have to cover up the most important parts."

Clint returned her smile and curled under the covers a little more, forming a comfortable little nest to stay warm in. He would have loved to invite Natasha in but until she felt better this morning, it was better to stay on distance.

He watched her from half closed lids and yawned a little into the soft cotton of the covers. He didn't think he could sleep again, but dozing for a little while, while Natasha let her own body rest and find back its balance, wasn't the worst idea. She didn't look like she wanted to talk right now.

"Just tell me when you need me, okay?" he mumbled, keeping the worst of worry out of his voice somehow.