Clint's hands were already skimming over the blond giant's still form, searching for weapons and not having much luck. Either he was unarmed or very good at hiding weapons and Clint was a little hesitant to start searching where no man had gone before on an unconscious alien. This day was already freaky enough, thank you very much.

"Sir, I just drove through a tornado and hit an alien with your car. I'm not sure 'alright' encompasses things right now."

Still, he lifted his head and shot Coulson a searching look. "Are you alright?"