Clint grinned openly now. So she wanted to make with the talking again? Fine. He’d play ball. “You could say that.” He replied with a coy arrogance to his tone of voice.
He reached back and strung a normal arrow to his bow. This time he took aim at her left thigh and fired. They still looked the same, bewitching still. Only this time he wasn’t out looking for the same sort of fun. This time things would be different.
Luckily he still had the comfort of his cloaking device, so he relaxed a little with his words. Who didn’t enjoy a little banter now and again?
“This could all stop, you know. All you have to do is start saying Hail Hydra again?”