"Sorry," he shrugged, not sounding very sorry at all. "But it is a compliment. Sort of." After all, she wasn't bulimic. He hoped.

"Let's see... Oh! I know." He looked at her with a mildly curious stare - one that was definitely an understatement to how he really felt. Oh, this would be interesting. "You just said this, uh, Clint person, he does a knight routine. You didn't sound too happy about that - why's that? Don't like a man swooping in to save you from all the unsavory people in the world - like me? Jackson? Anyone else who might've slighted you in the past? Like being your own keeper, am I right?"