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_{( He winces, for a moment. Because he's gone through every moment of that day a thousand times in his head, and he's watched the tapes and heard the reports. The third engine being blown out--that was him. And if something had happened to her, if the explosion had harmed her or the Hulk had...

Clint cuts his thoughts off, forces himself to focus oh her, instead. This isn't about him. He holds her hand a little tighter. )}

I only saw him when he was on our side. I can't really imagine...

But you were alright. _{( He knows it's true, because of what happened afterward. But there's still a question, lingering there. )}