Somehow the idea that another version of himself is annoyed at Clint isn't surprising, but he doesn't have time to dwell on it when the next question is being asked. It's a good question and not one he's particularly sure of. His eyes stay closed as he thinks about it before opening them and look up at her.

"Familiar? But also not quite right, like maybe I used to be used to something similar, but not that specifically?" it's a half question, half statement and the words 'just like you' hang on his lips because he can't bring himself to speak them.