Clint briefly glanced over his shoulder to see the other man running after him before starting to move faster. He didn't know why he was even following him. Most people would just let a guy go considering all the baggage he was carrying through their front door. He wanted to scream back at him 'no' but words failed him. Instead he just turned the corner, continuing to run before turning another street. Essentially...he was going in a circle around the block. He could have just been trying to throw the other man off. Or he was just...listening to the nagging voice in the back of his head that said 'well, maybe we need him'.
He didn't listen to people. He told himself what he did was all because he wanted to do it, fuck everyone else. Clint slowed to a stop. The only good thing about this was he hadn't broken a sweat and he didn't need to stop and catch breath as he double-backed. He found somewhere to hide since he was out of the other man's line of sight long enough to hide and watched him as he ran passed him. Now he didn't know if he should just slink off into the darkness or apologize profusely to Phil for making him run barefoot after him. Undoubtedly damaging his feet as he rolled out of where he had tucked himself in, staring at Phil for a moment as he bounced from one foot to another. Making it apparent that he was ready to move when he could before finally speaking up.
"You know, it's cold 'nuff that you could get sick running around barefoot like that Phil." He didn't feel any safer that he had remained ground level as he looked around the houses that lined the streets. He chewed the inside of his mouth for a moment, still bouncing. Close to begin pacing. "You should go back home 'fore you get sick."
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Date: 2012-09-16 08:33 am (UTC)He didn't listen to people. He told himself what he did was all because he wanted to do it, fuck everyone else. Clint slowed to a stop. The only good thing about this was he hadn't broken a sweat and he didn't need to stop and catch breath as he double-backed. He found somewhere to hide since he was out of the other man's line of sight long enough to hide and watched him as he ran passed him. Now he didn't know if he should just slink off into the darkness or apologize profusely to Phil for making him run barefoot after him. Undoubtedly damaging his feet as he rolled out of where he had tucked himself in, staring at Phil for a moment as he bounced from one foot to another. Making it apparent that he was ready to move when he could before finally speaking up.
"You know, it's cold 'nuff that you could get sick running around barefoot like that Phil." He didn't feel any safer that he had remained ground level as he looked around the houses that lined the streets. He chewed the inside of his mouth for a moment, still bouncing. Close to begin pacing. "You should go back home 'fore you get sick."