Hey, Riley wasn't that young. Or small. She was 5'7, a perfectly acceptable height for an eighteen year old. Who knows? Maybe she'd grow a whole foot. Then wouldn't you look dumb, Clint. "No, not Kenzi. I, um, knew you were hurt and heard you leaving. I guess I just wanted to make sure you're actually okay and you don't pass out somewhere."

Because she was pretty sure if she'd let Clint pass out somewhere, Kenzi, tiny as she was, might try to do something that would end up in her healing from it and whoops, there went her secret.