Both of Phil's hands went to Clint's biceps in a firm grip. "Clint, look at me. It's okay. It's going to be okay. Whatever this is..." And, honestly, Phil had no idea what he was dealing with here. "We'll figure it out. Together."
He ignored the way Clint snapped at him. The man was upset. Phil could understand that much. He wouldn't take it personally. Whatever was happening, Clint needed help. He needed a friend and even he'd said that Phil was all he had, though being the only option wasn't the only reason Phil wanted to help him. He would have offered help no matter what. Clint needed him and he was there. Phil was nothing if not a loyal person.
"Just breath with me." He took a slow, deliberate breath and then another. He just needed to help Clint calm down.
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Date: 2012-09-13 04:47 am (UTC)He ignored the way Clint snapped at him. The man was upset. Phil could understand that much. He wouldn't take it personally. Whatever was happening, Clint needed help. He needed a friend and even he'd said that Phil was all he had, though being the only option wasn't the only reason Phil wanted to help him. He would have offered help no matter what. Clint needed him and he was there. Phil was nothing if not a loyal person.
"Just breath with me." He took a slow, deliberate breath and then another. He just needed to help Clint calm down.