Clint was looking at her, he sighed a bit "I am sorry, Its just I don't know.. I feel so broken." He closed his eyes. "I suppose I just need to get my mind off the fact I could have killed you,"
He was leaning against her for a moment. He warpped his arms around her. He knew that he didn't want to upset her. They needed to fix this and make things better between them.

"Maybe I should get out of this bed and we should go do something together." He wasn't sure if he was ready. But he knew if he lay around he would never be ready. He hummed softly.
He kissed her more.