True enough, when Clint was on a mission he'd put his mind to it was probably absolute hell to get him to lose focus.
He smiled, crooked and what he thought was flirtatious (and most people probably wouldn't). "Y'know," he said, taking that offered hand and pulling himself up with easy balance and grace -- something he had a shit ton of, except for all the times he didn't. "You can't propose to a guy and then have to be convinced into sex. I'm pretty positive there's a rule about that. It's in the bible. Or something."