That glance with those words. He couldn't help but pick that up. Maybe he was wrong, maybe not. He wasn't sure but he liked the feeling of... well, the thought.

"I've thought that as well, about some relationships. What if I say this or do that? It will ruin everything." He looked out ahead of them where Clint drove, trying to find the right words. "I end up regretting not... saying something, more then I think I would if I did say something."