Clint is now at this point leaning over his head. He definitely felt like a pawn inbetween a power struggle. The look Cassidy was giving him wasn't helping either, the kind of look that spoke 'I'm sorry' but also at the same time 'there was no escaping this, why did you try'. Fuck. Literally, fuck. He definitely prayed to god the "secret weapon" Clint was talking about wasn't him. He had no idea who he was even referring to.