'Medical' was all that needed to be mentioned for the cub to glower. Death sounded better than willingly submitting himself to the doctors and nurses. His mood was not improved by Loki grabbing his face, but he didn't attempt to free himself.

Clint narrowed his eyes and flicked his tail impatiently. Magic was not something he enjoyed, but he did have an aptitude for it. :Let go of my face before I really end up making you Roy.: