It was true enough, hearing aids weren't the same. If there was a place with a lot of noise or loud music, it all got translated as the same noise instead of layers. It could be a mess sometimes; just a real headache. But it was better than nothing. Clint smiled ruefully and shrugged. True, came the one signed word of agreement.
But oh, yeah, there it was. Apparently Clint was rich in people flirting with him lately and that, admittedly, felt pretty damn nice after what had been the driest streak of his life. I like looking, he admitted.