Re: Ernest/Clint/Open - During the battle
It built up and built up. He hadn't really known how it had riled him until that moment. For the most part, he'd tried to let it go, for Abi's sake. But he'd seen how heartbroken she was, and he hated the thought that Charlie would ask one day, and they'd have to either come up with a lie, or tell him the truth and break his heart. Neither were options that he wanted to be considering.
They were up, they were ready to get moving, and before he even knew what the hell he thought he was doing, his fist had smacked into the side of Clint's face. And fuck, he hadn't been thinking about the fact his hand was already wounded, and he definitely hadn't been thinking about what he was planning on doing next, especially considering they were in a confined space, with weapons, other people, and a very real alien threat.