Clint couldn't help but to smirk as she accepted the gift. "Certainly most loved," he said, echoing her sentiment. He watched eagerly then, almost like a child waiting for sweets, as she opened the gift. The small hint of a smile she'd had on her face quickly vanished, however, once she had opened the present.

A brow was raised at her question and demeanor. "A very old text on lycanthropy," he said almost matter of factly with a small shrug, "I thought it rather suiting all things considered." They worked in a department dealing with all manners of creatures after all.