Phil held him in a tight hug. One of his hands moved up to pet Clint's hair. He'd wondered what happened to Clint and Barney. He'd figured they'd just fallen out of touch. It made him a little sad, but he hadn't let himself dwell on it too much. Now, he was surprised at how thankful he was to have Clint here, though.
The idea that the postcards meant something to Clint made a warmth settle in Phil's chest. He was glad that they'd been appreciated, at least.
He gave Clint a weird look at the brother comment. He honestly had no idea what Clint was talking about. Had he and Barney had a fight? Poor guy. Phil knew that he didn't have other family. It must have been hard if he and Barney were fighting to this degree.
"You can stay as long as you want." Phil had the space. He wouldn't turn away a friend, even if they hadn't spoken in a while. "I mean it. You're not in the way." His other hand went to make soothing motions on Clint's back.
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Date: 2012-09-09 02:10 am (UTC)The idea that the postcards meant something to Clint made a warmth settle in Phil's chest. He was glad that they'd been appreciated, at least.
He gave Clint a weird look at the brother comment. He honestly had no idea what Clint was talking about. Had he and Barney had a fight? Poor guy. Phil knew that he didn't have other family. It must have been hard if he and Barney were fighting to this degree.
"You can stay as long as you want." Phil had the space. He wouldn't turn away a friend, even if they hadn't spoken in a while. "I mean it. You're not in the way." His other hand went to make soothing motions on Clint's back.