That relief is obvious to him, and he doesn't even try to stop himself from grinning as she confirms his guess and moves his way. Cup left behind, he starts jogging to meet her himself, not stopping in front of her but rather continuing until he can grab her up in a hug. She's not the most touchy-feely of people, but she disappeared almost three months ago and he's flat-out relieved to see her again. She's also clearly shaken from her abrupt appearance here, which is totally fair enough. She's getting hugged.

Still, Clint knows she has to have questions, so the hug is tight and heartfelt but not too long because there's other things to get down to. He backs away just enough for a comfortable speaking distance, still grinning, and all together not looking all that bad for someone living in a village with no technology. His clothes are a little beat up, but he tends to be hard on his clothing at the best of times anyway. He'd found a discarded shaving kit and has been putting it to good use, and his hair hasn't grown all that much, though it's not quite the short cut she's used to him sporting. He'll have to get that looked at at some point. And there's no way she won't note the throwing daggers in sheathes hanging from his improvised belt. There's also no way she'll be surprised by him being armed.

"Did you just get here?"