The dirty look that Jamie received for getting too close without permission or warning was probably missed by the older boy, but it was definitely still something that crashed like lightening onto Clint's tiny features before he remembered to keep his shit together and banished it before he closed the fridge.
Well, not before grabbing a beer out of the door.
He then sidled up to the table, expression curious as he watched Jamie heat up the pizza. He reached out with a rather stealthy hand to snag a piece out of the box and only hissed a little when he found it hot.