When they fight, which sin't often, she tries not to talk. She tries to let him yell and be frustrated and do what he wants but she tries so, so hard to be quiet.

Because she knows when she speaks, her words slice through him. She knows she can wield syllables like weapons and cut to the quick.

She knows that every part of her can be used to hurt someone, even her words.

SO she lets Clint be annoyed and angry and peeved. She lets hi rant and rave at her if he needs to but she stays quiet.

Until she can't.

Until she's had enough and she's spitting words like bullets at him, hitting her mark every time. She's precise and damn good at what she does and in the moment, she has no regrets.

But after, when things have settled and she's watching him lick his wounds, she feels bad. Not even guilty, just...a little annoyed with herself.

She doesn't want to hurt him, doesn't want to spit words like venom on an open wound. It's just....if they get to the point of fighting, actually fighting and not bickering like children, she's going to go for the jugular, it's in her nature.

But she tries, she tries so hard to be good, to not attack and let him get out his anger instead and mos of ht time she's successful. It's just every now and then she falters.

Every now and then, someone has to bleed.