It's been [with a steadying breath in the middle, because even he can't believe it's been:] about a year, now. Since we stopped Thanos and lost those three.
Eight's been since the technical disbanding of the gang. Hey, nothing like the fate of the universe to get the gang back together, especially after half of said universe got brought back from oblivion.
[He says it casually, because if he says it any other way, he might just break. At least to Loki. Who has calmed down significantly, but only because it's pretty clear he's just going through the motions numbly. Somehow it's too much emotion and information too fast, and Loki's decided going into shutdown mode is better than the endless tears and searing rage.
Somehow Clint doesn't like that any better. And it's a fucking bizarre thing to suddenly want to apologize to someone like Loki, for telling him things that are upsetting that he didn't even have to live through. His hands tighten on his knees, relax again, and then he leans back so his clammy hands rest on the floor instead. Lets it all hang there, watching, observing Loki, really taking him in.]
I think we're done for right now. [It's slow and sure and calm. Admittedly tapping into his dad voice.] I think you need some time to work through this. [Which, again, still buckwild to him, but here they are.]
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Eight's been since the technical disbanding of the gang. Hey, nothing like the fate of the universe to get the gang back together, especially after half of said universe got brought back from oblivion.
[He says it casually, because if he says it any other way, he might just break. At least to Loki. Who has calmed down significantly, but only because it's pretty clear he's just going through the motions numbly. Somehow it's too much emotion and information too fast, and Loki's decided going into shutdown mode is better than the endless tears and searing rage.
Somehow Clint doesn't like that any better. And it's a fucking bizarre thing to suddenly want to apologize to someone like Loki, for telling him things that are upsetting that he didn't even have to live through. His hands tighten on his knees, relax again, and then he leans back so his clammy hands rest on the floor instead. Lets it all hang there, watching, observing Loki, really taking him in.]
I think we're done for right now. [It's slow and sure and calm. Admittedly tapping into his dad voice.] I think you need some time to work through this. [Which, again, still buckwild to him, but here they are.]