[ Ward clamps his hands down on Fitz's shoulder because he needs him to pay attention to what he has to say. It's important. Maybe he's just lost his patience a little. Maybe Fitz here has just annoyed him enough. Maybe in the end all that matters is his own survival. Whatever he thought he could salvage from this broken friendship is clearly gone. He sees that now. ]

You really need to understand that I am not the enemy. If you tell anyone who I am, if you mention anything about what I did, if your friends make the mistake of coming after me, if you try anything, let's just say it won't take me long to find five ways to be rid of anyone who gets in my way. [ Five lives, right? That doesn't seem like much. ] Tread carefully, Fitz.

Now go. [ He lifts his hands up and gives Fitz a bit of a smile, a little reassurance that everything's okay now. Just as he'd done with his brother, Thomas, all those years ago when he had been forced to hurt him. ]