"So...sniper. I have a friend you would have liked," Sam remarks. Clint was slightly more talkative than this guy was proving to be. "He was former active duty too...couse he still seems to somehow get dragged into trouble most of the time."

Yeah, he had a feeling the two would get along. Or at the very least it would have devolved into a pinecone chunking competition to see who had the better aim. Sam smirks at the thought, almost laughing, but instead he shakes his head, "I get that. I think in this situation we're all gonna have to do what we can to survive."