[Davesprite's mouth presses to a line when Clint lets Lucky take his attention instead, though he's not exactly surprised. There's a kind of comfort that's hard to describe in the things more familiar, and Clint gets far more of it from his apartment than Davesprite in being on Earth again.]
[So, it falls rather to Kate to take that slack of the moment. His eyebrows go up, his hands almost placating—but she does have a point, doesn't she? She ought to have been told. Clint has people left.]
[He sidles off the couch slowly, moving as if he might just head to the kitchen for now. He can let them talk for the moment, maybe, if they let him go, and maybe steal something out of a cupboard to munch.]
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[So, it falls rather to Kate to take that slack of the moment. His eyebrows go up, his hands almost placating—but she does have a point, doesn't she? She ought to have been told. Clint has people left.]
[He sidles off the couch slowly, moving as if he might just head to the kitchen for now. He can let them talk for the moment, maybe, if they let him go, and maybe steal something out of a cupboard to munch.]