"No more than it is anyone else's." Another peek to make sure the bow was lowered, and then the next show of faith was his, as he slid the crowbar between his backpack and his back under his cloak and emerged unarmed from around the corner.

"I'm only staying here for the day. It isn't wise for me to travel too long yet, or I'll be unable to move at all."

The sound of his feet on the floor is a light slap, indicative of a thin sole, and if Clint looks down he'll see he's wearing sandals. He can't be too far from where he woke up, given that...