Ward appreciated that it was going to be like this. Petty, awkward in places, generally a mess neither of them could prevent. But there was a lot still to be discussed even given what Coulson now knew about Garrett and how things had gone. Maybe more because of that fact. They had a lot to discuss and ultimately neither of them wanted the fight. Neither wanted Skye to hurt or to feel put in the middle. So that was common ground at least.
"You did say you would. But then I have some trust issues. And my word when it comes to Skye means enough, so lets go with that."
He didn't push the comment any further. He could have, there was a lot he could have said but this wasn't the time for that. If Coulson kept pushing him of course, that might change, but for now. He could have his little victory. "I'm going to assume you're unarmed. If you're not I'm betting I could put you down if I needed to and I really doubt you'd do anything publicly. Why do you think I went for the open meet."
He shrugged and altered his stance slightly, just a little more casually. "So, where do we start?" he asked curiously. "You want to rant clearly, so rant."