Agent Phil Coulson

He nodded. This was enough, especially in his current mental state. Even if Carol had come up with the perfect descriptor, there was no guarantee it would travel through his mind in one piece. "It's nice to have you here." He smiled and pulled out a doughnut, biting into it. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment as a small cloud of powdered sugar puffed out around it and fluttered down to the couch. "Oh god, it's amazing having you here."