[It sounds like torture. It's doubtless worse for Clint, knowing he wasn't physically trapped, that his body was being used like some kind of puppet to hurt his colleagues - Steve suppresses a shudder, the chill that settles over him making it hard to finish his drink. He does it anyway, knowing he'll regret it later if he doesn't take care of himself now.
There's no particular comfort he can offer, no advice or experience to share that couldn't be turned aside with the simple declaration that Steve doesn't understand. Because he doesn't. Losing time - that he understands. But that's not what happened to Barton.]
She's a good agent. [Steve frowns. The compliment doesn't come out feeling like enough.] She's remarkable, actually.
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There's no particular comfort he can offer, no advice or experience to share that couldn't be turned aside with the simple declaration that Steve doesn't understand. Because he doesn't. Losing time - that he understands. But that's not what happened to Barton.]
She's a good agent. [Steve frowns. The compliment doesn't come out feeling like enough.] She's remarkable, actually.