"Watch where you're going, brat!" Shouted multiple citizens.
Clint ignored their comments and kept running. He didn't know where to run; he was just too scared.
Meanwhile...
"Are you sure that Bucky's distress signal came from here?" Wasp asked through Ant-Man's earpiece.
"That's where the signal came from," Ant-Man frowned. "Maybe the kid went off running. Hold on, I'll get a group of ants to scatter and look for him."
Ant-Man pressed a button on his glove and shrank down. He grabbed onto one of his ants, and they flew off.
Thirty minutes later...
"Scott, one of the ants located Hawkeye at the playground," Wasp said.
"On my way. I'm telling the ants to make Clint stay put," Ant-Man said.
As Clint sat on a swing with tears falling from his cheeks, he looked down to see a group of ants that said the words, "Do Not Worry." Clint was confused and a bit scared.
"Hey, Clint," said a gentle voice.
Clint looked up. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ant-Man," Ant-Man smiled, kneeling down to Clint's level.