"Nothing as complex as what people here can do, I'd guess." The explanation's postponed when Clint offers his hand out, slowed by his usual wariness before he's willing to take it for a surprisingly firm shake.

"Sasuke Uchiha. Metahuman with some elemental ability and a few physical ones. I thought maybe around here or at Hillingdon I'd get the chance to hone those skills and get a better grasp of what I can really do." Vague, perhaps, but he has a feeling he'll be seeing more of this man later anyway. "You said you've been doing what you do for a while. What is it?"