Clint's eyes narrowed but the other hadn't made a move to lift his own weapon, the archer hesitating only a moment before he at least relaxed his grip on the string.
"You know, you could just be saying that," he pointed out, tapping his thumb absently against the end of the arrow he still had notched. There was another moment before Clint let out a breath, lowering his bow completely. "This your place then?"
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"You know, you could just be saying that," he pointed out, tapping his thumb absently against the end of the arrow he still had notched. There was another moment before Clint let out a breath, lowering his bow completely. "This your place then?"