He blinked, surprised by the touch, and turned to look from the child to Barton. He let himself relax around Clint more then others, thus the man tended to be able to see or read his feelings and thoughts as if he spoke them.
It still startled him sometimes.
He pushed a smile at the comment, trying to look okay. "It's fine. I'm just worried about the little bird." He said, arm still turned back and softly waving her fist around his finger. For Phil, it was his fault. Trainees come on these missions to learn. They can't learn if he leaves them dead.
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Date: 2013-05-18 08:20 pm (UTC)It still startled him sometimes.
He pushed a smile at the comment, trying to look okay. "It's fine. I'm just worried about the little bird." He said, arm still turned back and softly waving her fist around his finger. For Phil, it was his fault. Trainees come on these missions to learn. They can't learn if he leaves them dead.