[Clint doesn't expect that answer. His eyebrows furrow, lips perse just slightly as his gaze centers on Phil. A spark of concern glimmering in his eyes.]
But.
[It's only one word, but it's the only word that matters right now. Clint unconsciously sits a little straighter, that uneasy feeling from before multiplying in his gut.]
no subject
But.
[It's only one word, but it's the only word that matters right now. Clint unconsciously sits a little straighter, that uneasy feeling from before multiplying in his gut.]