There were times Phil really hated Madison Valley, and this was one of them. As an adult, Clint was a damn good friend. As a teenager? Phil considered him as almost like a son. This was a position he would never have imagined them ending up in.
He didn't know whether to hope it'd be quick for Clint, or to hope it'd be slow enough that maybe things would be over before anything.
"We'll do whatever we can," Phil said. "Hopefully..."