He hoped that she would do something about it. Therapy would help her out. At least, he thought it would. Maybe he was wrong but Lexi needed some help and he couldn't do anything but support her through this and he was fine with that. He was glad she was happy with him. He just wanted her to able to happy with the other aspects of her life.
Clint smiled and relaxed, still tired and not at all expecting a heavy conversation this early in the morning. THe sooner she got herself an appointment, he happier she'd be. He knew it'd be rough going for the first few weeks but Lexi was strong and whether or not she believed it some days... she did have a very strong support system. Her friends loved and cared about her. Course, he had to admit that he, Ade and Marcus were all partially responsible for some of her outbursts. They'd always let her be the center of their world and the attention was shifting off of her, at least, in regards to Marcus and Adrian. Everyone had their own lives now. Ade was having a kid... Marcus was... in love. It was different now.
"Exactly," he said, stretching out under the covers and closing his eyes. "That's the way to go." He was quiet for a moment, thoughts drifting. "Did you still want to go to the gala tomorrow?" It was to kick off the World Cup and everyone was going to be there. He'd prefer not to show up alone but he knew she didn't love those events. He could always take his Aunt.