She knew how much he had once loves this place, how he had been almost proud to call it his, this little piece of the city where he was just Clint, where he could take people in and help them out. It hurt to hear him sounding so disillusioned about it now, about everything.

“After everything we saw and everything we went through, it’s hard to just go back to normal,” she said, turning her head to the side so her cheek lay against his back and she could hold him even closer. They had fought aliens, Clint had been brainwashed by a god, and now they were just supposed to live their lives like before? It was hard enough to see the beauty in the world when they only had the one to worry about, but now that there were multiple worlds...

“It’s not everywhere...” she said softly.