His voice was still soft when he spoke next, but kinder. "You have a family, Maria. SHIELD is both of our families now."
Her hand was strong in his, her grip comforting and stable, helping to quell any fears or doubts he was suffering. Phil slowly steadied his breathing, taking in the comfort and solace the other former soldier was saying with both her words and her hand.
"Something better, somewhere," he repeated slowly. "No matter what." Another deep breath. "Thank you," he murmured. "Thank you, Maria."