Clint didn't even try looking aghast or agog over the middle finger directed his way -- he only grinned more, all dimples and white teeth.
It did dissipate a little though, with Jamie's warning. It wasn't like he went around cheating on people (except for -- well, okay, maybe he had a little bit, but this was different. They'd given each other titles and stuff, so...), it just hadn't been what he was implying in the first place. And -- well. "No, yeah," he agreed, mild and -- well. Not shy. But something near it. "All yours. Even if my ancestors probably deserve a little misfortune."