Her first thought is protest, that he thinks he's getting out of that bed...cot...and going out there. "Clint?" Tasha asks cautiously. She does what he asks fetching the bow she made sure to keep an eye one. That weapon is like one of his limbs and she knows it.
"What are you going to do?" She asks as she hands them over.
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Date: 2012-06-29 12:56 am (UTC)From:"What are you going to do?" She asks as she hands them over.