SKYE
"You're right. You broke us." i say this softly, hoping not to make him mad. He seems genuinely unhappy about what he did. Maybe he didn't care about shield, but it was possible he cares about us. Or at least me. "I dont hate you. At least I'm trying not to." the words are unexpected, but i find myself meaning them. I reach over and place my hand on top of his. I almost feel reassured. "Maybe.. Maybe i can get coulson to let you out of here." maybe she could help him out too. Help him recover, or something like that.