Coulson reached up to loosen his tie with a bit of a half smile, "I hadn't even really thought about that. I just put on what I usually do." After all, Coulson only really wore regular clothes when he was trying to blend in undercover. The suit and tie look was just ingrained in him at this point. "Now, you," Coulson said, turning to Clint with a playful grin, "go attend to those kids of yours. I'm going to help this lovely lady with fixing dinner," He said, shrugging off the jacket as well. "You find some place safe for these, and we'll take care of making sure everyone is fed."
Coulson couldn't help but feel a little awkward shooing off the one person in the apartment that he knew, but at the same time, he'd made an offer to help, and he was hardly the sort of guy to swan off when the men showed up and forget about what he'd offered to do.