He scowled at his wife and actually looked like he was pouting. "It's a healthier snack than potato chips," he said defensively. He looked at Cissie. "I like banana bread," he said. "But eating a plain banana bothers me...texture's weird." He stuck his tongue out at his annoying little sister too. "They are not full of newspaper either. That is a vicious lie. I do read the ingredients and decide which ones are the better nutritional choice."
Hearing how Bobbi kept the weight off, he gave her a grin. "So that's why you have great legs," he winked. He looked over at Cissie. "And that did sound very dirty. I don't think my virgin ears will ever recover," he grinned.
"My ego is fine thank you." Part of Clint hoped Bobbi wouldn't bring up the circus thing given she was one of the few who knew about it. At least he thought she was. It was hard to remember who knew and who didn't.
He looked back at Cissie. "Pants are good. Added protection especially if padded right. Same with any kind of jacket or shirt you decide on." He let his voice drop a bit. "And make sure that whatever you use you can store some first aid supplies in like bandages." The worry was clear in his voice for her.