Clint allowed his eyes to meet Phil's, finding the grip the other man had on him grounding to say the least. Keeping his head in the game where it could spin off somewhere else. Somewhere that he wouldn't believe to be as pleasant as this. "Yeah...okay." He nodded in agreement because he wanted so much to believe whatever was coming out of Phil's mouth at this point he'd believe him if he just out of the blue said unicorns were real at this point. Anything to keep his mind leveled at this point. He focused on his voice. The look in his eyes. His...scent. Clint took another deep breath, following after Phil's instruction with ease.

"'m good now." He mumbled under his breath, taking in another deep breath for good measure. He stifled a short, relieved laugh. "I'm good...thank you." He hadn't been able to do that on his own as far as this all had gone. He had been afraid he was too far gone to pull back as he rested his head on Phil's shoulder. "I should really...go or somethin'. Last thing you really need is this."