[And that's when Loki comes back, one hand on Clint's shoulder, the other with a knife ready.]
Agent Barton.
[Oh, he knows it'll make him angry, the way he he stands calm and collected as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't understand - or perhaps more appropriately, care - for the situation at hand. Coffee cup casual, until he speaks again, and then his voice is at a biting whisper, meant to cut as sure as knives.]
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Agent Barton.
[Oh, he knows it'll make him angry, the way he he stands calm and collected as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't understand - or perhaps more appropriately, care - for the situation at hand. Coffee cup casual, until he speaks again, and then his voice is at a biting whisper, meant to cut as sure as knives.]
What fine work you've done.