"I know the effect lasts a damn good amount of time, but I'm not actually sure if it's permanent. Might wanna make sure you find him at some point." He scoops up the prankster ball and turns it off so that nobody else gets randomly turned into mice, and then he sets it back where it belongs.

He doesn't speak Russian, so he won't be very useful in the interrogation phase. He can't say he's too pleased about causing people pain while questioning them, but he also knows it's not like there's much other option. Clint doesn't have a mind-reading Vulcan on his side.

"What's he sayin'?"