Clint stiffens very slightly at first, then relaxes. He's pretty sure Dr. Lecter's just being rich and educated (which are still, in Clint's head, somewhat interchangeable), not mocking his upbringing.

"I've had some lucky breaks," he agrees, with a half-smile.

It's a little awkward to talk from up here. He kind of feels like he should explain why he's not on the ground. "I've been keeping an eye on the toy situation. Some Milliways magic thing."