"Go the garbage disposal route, huh?" Clint chuckles, and starts piling up his plate. "Fair enough. I think I didn't start tasting food until I was 19 or so. Probably for the best, carnie food isn't always very good. Lots of cabbage."
He's doing his best to be civil with this kid - he recognizes him, now that he's spoken, as the kid he and Nomad ran into, and that wasn't exactly the best of first impressions on either side.
Not to mention that Clint is well aware of how sometimes the Barnes-Carter-Walker extended not-entirely-related brood could come across as a little obnoxious with their ideals. Especially anyone who particularly took after Forrest. He loved them for it, but the younger ones like Rikki especially... well. Sometimes they were just very them.
"I don't think we really got proper introductions last time," he says casually. "I'm Clint. Sorry if Nomad wound you up, she can be a little over-enthusiastic in her heroing sometimes."
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He's doing his best to be civil with this kid - he recognizes him, now that he's spoken, as the kid he and Nomad ran into, and that wasn't exactly the best of first impressions on either side.
Not to mention that Clint is well aware of how sometimes the Barnes-Carter-Walker extended not-entirely-related brood could come across as a little obnoxious with their ideals. Especially anyone who particularly took after Forrest. He loved them for it, but the younger ones like Rikki especially... well. Sometimes they were just very them.
"I don't think we really got proper introductions last time," he says casually. "I'm Clint. Sorry if Nomad wound you up, she can be a little over-enthusiastic in her heroing sometimes."