"I noticed." Wanda glanced down at his blade. It wasn't anything special but it would have been a bitch to try and deflect with a bow and arrow. This was why she didn't understand Clint's obsession about them. The thought sent a pang of pain through her chest but Wanda ignored it.

"You're new. I've seen you around the inn." It was just an observation.

"Are you hunting or heading back?"