[ With another shrug, Clint reaches for the can and drags it closer, the cling of it being opened seemingly louder than it should be in the quiet room, and he fiddles with the clip. ]

We didn't make a huge announcement or anything, too used to keeping personal stuff private, but it's not like it was a secret, not really.

[ He does wonder if it's an issue, but as he manages to look at him, he feels bad for the thought. ] What makes you ask?