Almost as soon as he'd gotten word that Clint was injured to the point of Bucky having to haul his ass out, Sam'd headed for them. Maybe he should have had more second thoughts about breaking off from Jet and Kurloz, but - the break in was done, the mission all but accomplished, all that was left to do was get the hell out of dodge. Sam knew where his strengths were, and he'd be more helpful patching Clint up, getting him stabilized enough that they could get back with no one the wiser.

The people collecting had come through with most of what he'd asked for, and he's got a nearly fully equipped med kit with him. It's a hell of a difference from the bare bones shit they got in the arena, that's for sure, and Sam's just real damn glad that running with all his gear had come back to him pretty easy. Even with this disguise.

It doesn't take him long at all before he's nearing their location, and he slows down, keeping an eye out for them.