Clint smiled a little. "It's fine. I've had much worse. Given by you most recently." He chuckled and on instinct, kissed her cheek softly. His eyes went a little wide since he wasn't quite sure why he'd done that and he cleared his throat. They never showed such signs of affection.
He ran his fingers through his hair and chuckled softly. "I didn't think the sight of a half naked man would be a problem for you." He shrugged. "Pan's gotta heat up anyway so I'll go get some clothes on and spare you any further mishaps in the kitchen. Wouldn't want you getting hurt." He grinned and winked at her before heading to his bedroom.