Clint chuckled softly, not at all thinking it was weird, if anything he understood. "Thanks." he grinned, taking a small risk and leaning in to press a light kiss to her temple. He knew they kissed before, but what they'd done before was more lust and physical distraction than kindness. But he was the physical sort and was a lot better at comforting that way than with his words.
"It's always hard, to know if and when you need to let go. When it's okay to move on in some ways. Hell I still don't even know. I guess you just...have to do what feels alright." he shrugged lightly, letting his hand toy with the end of her hair again. "It's not always the best to be detached. And I'd know, I try to do it constantly. Usually fail, but sometimes failing at it don't feel so bad."