[Yuuna, well, she was really interested to meet this man. She'd spent the morning having a girlish fit of giggles with a certain someone, a certain someone who'd sent her out to meet people. Including the man she was watching now, from on top of a building, eyes locked onto his like a falcon. She knows he sees her, and doesn't bother to hide, or shy away. Instead, she hops down off the roof of the house and walks over purposefully.]
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Clint Barton, I presume?