Phil, for his part, wasn't worried about losing anyone and was only mostly-jokingly worried about the heart attack. Mostly he was worried about getting in the way of whatever Bucky and Steve had managed to put back together, but considering that they were both here and apparently okay with this, he wasn't going to let himself worry about that too much.

He slid an arm around Clint's waist, tugging him close even as he turned back to the pair on the bed, "If anyone has a problem at any time, even if you just need to take a breather, say so, we'll work something out. Is that clear?" He waited for agreement on all sides before the smile returned, brow arching, "Now which one of you did he ask about this first?"