"He can," Coulson mumbled, pushing himself unsteadily to his feet, if only to avoid the ghost. The addition of Stark normally wouldn't make him too happy, but today, this was good. Not quite smile prompting good, but few things were.
"Come on, let's go-" he breathed, limping towards the car with the help of the girls (but not the ghost, he avoided acknowledging it at all), only to stop short when they drew close enough to spot the second body waiting in the car.