Phil's heart was beating in his chest. Clint's admission and that growl echoed in his ears. He shook his head, anyway. He couldn't kill anyone without reason and likely couldn't kill Clint at all. "I can't. You can't ask me for something like that." It wasn't fair. His voice was gettig a little shaky.

"Take a deep breath." And then Phil took one of his own, because holy shit. There was a lot of information happening and some things were making a lot more sense than others. Barney was dead, that much he could tell. He knew that he'd been Clint's only family. No wonder he was upset. Phil could help him, though. He could be there for Clint while he got through this.

"You were attacked by a wolf?"