Clint was looking at her. "what happened last night?" he saw her fingering the bandage and raised an eyebrow. He knew that would have happened when he had gone home.
He looked at her "Oh... I didn't sleep well, break? You sure you'd be ok with that." He felt like he had to carry on regardless, He hardly ever let being tired stop him.

He sighed and rubbed his head, He could feel a headache coming on and he knew that was from lack of sleep. He was yawning a bit and he looked at her.
"We could spend time doing something else maybe."