Clint didn't mind the jab at his eating habits. It was true. He'd been going a little easier on his practice routines too. It was a strange thing, the way some parts of his mind changed but others didn't, but he wasn't about to try and figure it out. Instead, he just curled up a little, pressing as close as he could manage and enjoyed the back rub, his soft contented sigh giving away his renewed relaxation.