"...Oh hell, it's the other one." Just quiet enough that maybe he hadn't meant to be leaning on the button when he says this.

Keenser makes a noise that might be a chuckle at Clint's expense.

"Christ, already? Swear Jim just got back from puttin' the message out. Alright stay there. And don't you or your ladyfriend touch nothing. McCoy out."

The little guy, Keenser, nods when the comm goes silent and hops off his toolbox. There's a long blink while he stares up at Verity and Clint, then he shakes Verity's hand and grabs the box to get back to work.

It's not his job to babysit weirdos who come out of the Radiation door.