[Clint can't think straight, can't seem to find himself through the thick sound of someone else trying to speak over all of his senses. What he can hear is Phil-- Agent Coulson was stabbed, wouldn't make it. It took persuading, well persuading of the I'm going to break out to see if he's okay or you let me out. When it's important, Clint can have his stubborn moments. When it meant bringing Natasha in, when it meant pushing his superiors to make a decision about Thor. Now is just another one of those times.
His head pounds and sweat pours down his face as he enters Phil's room, but he still finds the closest chair to sit and just focus on the man laying in the bed there, with IVs hanging around, bags of blood, clotting factors, everything to make Phil alright in the end.
But that doesn't cover up the uneasy feeling in his gut as something just doesn't seem right.] Coulson.
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His head pounds and sweat pours down his face as he enters Phil's room, but he still finds the closest chair to sit and just focus on the man laying in the bed there, with IVs hanging around, bags of blood, clotting factors, everything to make Phil alright in the end.
But that doesn't cover up the uneasy feeling in his gut as something just doesn't seem right.] Coulson.