The anger washes over him like water off a duck. Phil's dealt with Clint's anger before. He's even dealt with it directed at him especially in the early days of working together. He knows it's not about him and he knows it's not personal.

It's deeply personal to Clint, but the anger is not over something Phil did or didn't do. Clint's letting go of some of the things tangled up in his head and squeezing around his heart. Phil turns his chair so that Clint can keep yelling.

"None of us do," Phil agrees, still calm and steady like he always is. When Clint's adrift like this, Phil stays steady, his anchor point in all the chaos going on around him. "We're dealing with new unknown threats of levels that no one considered before. We have the technology to bring a dead man back to life. The whole world, not just you, is coping with this new reality. And the majority of the population are just normal people, baseline, not even to your level."

Phil sits forward, his gaze fixed on Clint with intense surety and confidence. "Now we need heroes who can respond to those unknown threats. We need skilled people willing to step up. And we need a baseline human who can fight those threats because other baseline humans are going to see him and feel safe. Iron Man is cool. Captain America is inspiring. You? Hawkeye is real. Hawkeye matters because he's human. And you are good enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with those heroes."