Sometimes, Clint really made Derek wonder if this was what it was like to have brothers. He did have brothers, once. But they were so young they didn't do much, and after the fire it was just him and Laura. It was entirely different with a sister, even more so now with Cora. But these things, the little teasing jokes that Clint just threw around, definitely a lot like the sibling shit Derek had seen.
"You're just a little ball of pricks, aren't you?" Because Clint knew exactly what he was doing, and amusing as it was, it was impossible to not call him out on it.
Even though Clint's entire goal was to get Derek drunk, he'd nursed his second glass of alcohol while the other two kept pace with each other -someone would need to make sure Clint didn't talk Sam into something stupid. With werewolf strength it was likely that Derek stood a chance at that. "The trees don't attack anyone, Clint, you're just an idiot."