Clint tried not to laugh when Abi jumped but he wasn't all that successful. He did offer her an apologetic smile.
"Yeah, part of my training. Can't be a very good sniper if they know where you are." He shrugged. He looked at all the food she'd prepared and scratched the back of his neck. "All of this to go with the sandwiches?" He looked over at the basket he'd brought and then back at her a little confused.