Clint did see a lot, and he saw past that smile, but he didn't say anything about it. He knew that nothing he could say would convince Coulson he wasn't to blame, but he still wanted to say it. Just so Coulson knew that Clint didn't blame him. He pulled his hand back, nodding.
"She'll be fine. Babies are good like that. Resilient."
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Date: 2013-05-18 08:26 pm (UTC)"She'll be fine. Babies are good like that. Resilient."