He felt rather than saw her eyes drop down, eyebrow perked in and shoulders shrugging. "Kept my mind off things.." She didn't ask for a reason, but he still gave one, just in case she wondered why he'd forced his body to the limits.
He caught her gaze, smile creeping onto his lips and hell he wanted to reach out and smooth that straight hair away from her face, but with the weight of subtle gazes behind him he thought better of it and kept his hands to himself. "Oh I dunno, one of those guys nearly took my hand off the other day." Yeah, that hadn't been fun and Clint had praised his quick reflexs for enabling him to move his hand from that target as quickly as he did.
He cocked his head, looked over to the group who were standing around pretending not to be monitering their conversation. "Nah, they kind of like to mock the whole Hawkeye thing but I dunno, maybe that got old." He laughed, crossed arms over his chest just to give his hands something to do. "She's been struggling with hitting targets, give her a gun and she's spot on, but her precision needed sharpening so, to the archery range.." He reached, punching her shoulder lightly, "Not everyone is as much of a hardass as you are."
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Date: 2013-02-09 06:49 pm (UTC)From:He caught her gaze, smile creeping onto his lips and hell he wanted to reach out and smooth that straight hair away from her face, but with the weight of subtle gazes behind him he thought better of it and kept his hands to himself. "Oh I dunno, one of those guys nearly took my hand off the other day." Yeah, that hadn't been fun and Clint had praised his quick reflexs for enabling him to move his hand from that target as quickly as he did.
He cocked his head, looked over to the group who were standing around pretending not to be monitering their conversation. "Nah, they kind of like to mock the whole Hawkeye thing but I dunno, maybe that got old." He laughed, crossed arms over his chest just to give his hands something to do. "She's been struggling with hitting targets, give her a gun and she's spot on, but her precision needed sharpening so, to the archery range.." He reached, punching her shoulder lightly, "Not everyone is as much of a hardass as you are."