Yes, Phil did know that Clint had no friends outside of SHIELD. It really wasn't helping Clint's entire story. "You think it doesn't matter when one of my agents disappears for days?" Not that that wasn't a big deal either way, but that wasn't why Phil had been so worried. This wasn't about the job at all. This was Clint. It was personal.
"And you have about as many friends outside of SHIELD as I do, so take off those glasses and give me a better story or I will have you detained and psychoanalyzed until your brain drips out, because the only place you have to be is here." He spoke calmly and rationally, like a boss asking an employee to empty the trash.
This wasn't Clint. The real Clint could be dead, for all he knew. This could be some clone or impostor, but it wasn't his Clint. He had to worry about security first and Clint second, even if it was difficult to kick his brain into gear. Still, something in him made him grab for his taser instead of his sidearm. Whatever this thing was, it could be able to lead him to Clint. He couldn't dismiss the possibility that Clint could still be alive, either inside of whatever he was looking at or somewhere else.
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Date: 2012-05-31 01:27 am (UTC)"And you have about as many friends outside of SHIELD as I do, so take off those glasses and give me a better story or I will have you detained and psychoanalyzed until your brain drips out, because the only place you have to be is here." He spoke calmly and rationally, like a boss asking an employee to empty the trash.
This wasn't Clint. The real Clint could be dead, for all he knew. This could be some clone or impostor, but it wasn't his Clint. He had to worry about security first and Clint second, even if it was difficult to kick his brain into gear. Still, something in him made him grab for his taser instead of his sidearm. Whatever this thing was, it could be able to lead him to Clint. He couldn't dismiss the possibility that Clint could still be alive, either inside of whatever he was looking at or somewhere else.