A range of expressions flicker across Clint's face. Disbelief that she'd somehow missed it, even in Madripoor. Anger because she should care even though that's silly, she'd only met him a couple of times tops. And hurt, because let's face it, that wound is still as raw as losing Bobbi.

"No, he-- He died. Few weeks after Bobbi." Clint takes another, too-long drink of coffee to give himself a chance to try to loosen the knot in his chest.

It explains, a little, why it took him so long to skip town after Bobbi's death. Forrest's was just the last emotional straw.