[Steve wouldn't berate Clint for putting the civilians first because he had done the same.

He turns from surveying the wreckage when he hears Clint's familiar voice and a hint of a relieved smile touched his lips. Clint is one of the people he had been searching for.]

Barton. Nothing good I can see, desert that stretches for miles and then a ruined city. Which looks just as unwelcoming. You find anyone else?