That's not what- [Phil cuts himself off then sighs before crouching down in front of Clint, ignoring the protest of aging knees. He looks up at Clint, expression serous but soft at the edges.]
Not here you don't. I won't say that it wouldn't be a fight with SHIELD to keep you employed if you were seriously injured enough you might not shoot again, because well... that'd be a lie. But this is not SHIELD.
[Action] Have some more FEELS
That's not what- [Phil cuts himself off then sighs before crouching down in front of Clint, ignoring the protest of aging knees. He looks up at Clint, expression serous but soft at the edges.]
Not here you don't. I won't say that it wouldn't be a fight with SHIELD to keep you employed if you were seriously injured enough you might not shoot again, because well... that'd be a lie. But this is not SHIELD.
[Phil sighs again, looking tired.]
For better or worse... this isn't SHIELD.