Clint noticed her eyeing him and knew that if he was going to play the part of loyal minion, he might have to lay with her if she chose it. It wasn't something he was overly keen about, but he was a master spy and assassin. He had done it before though now he figured he didn't have to worry about being safe or anything.
At her words of not killing when feeding, he shrugged. "I won't lie, I wanted to take all of that girl's blood. But if I'd've done that it's one less human in the world." He nodded though at her words of listening to the heart and stopping when it slowed. "Sounds simple but something tells me it's easier said than done to stop."
Hearing about compulsion he nodded some, studying her. "Is there anything that can prevent that compelling thing?"