Clint looked back up thinking about bobbi but he had to move one,She clearly did and it was something that he needed to accept. He rubbed his temples together with his finger tips as he heard her question. "Well I think its funny but you know he is a good guy when he isn't raging out!" He smirked stretching. He was getting tired and the open wound only made his need to get some sleep that much more. "You getting tiered yet or that super gene let you sleep?"