She nods as if to say she understands and agrees that this place is safe. It's one reason why she tends to find her way down here more often than not, even if she probably shouldn't based on what Clint says about the hideout being discovered if it's frequented a lot.

As she follows Clint, she tucks her hands into her pockets and watches him as he pulls out a crate. She isn't sure what to expect but, when she sees the weapons, her expression brightens as a small smirk tugs at her lips. "Wow. Nice collection."

At his offer to take something small and concealable, she picks up a pistol almost as if to measure how hard it would be to carry without it showing, before setting it down to pick up a small bomb instead. "You don't happen to have any ring daggers, do you? Because that'd be my preferred one."

Well, not really. Her preferred one would be at least a crossbow, but it's not like that would be easily tucked away.